Good to know I'm getting kickers to die for in the little Basque "homage" gun. 2 1/2 turns of an allen setscrew in the forend iron and they're fully restored to function, or, I can actually find an intermediate setting that softly ejects spent hulls. Life is good for the penniless man of taste and discrimination. I was thinking of asking Peter if I could come on over and be his chauffeur and sleep under the eaves in the garret but I fear his estate car may be a dogcart and I don't want to put him out of his own bed.

jack