It was signed: “Uneasy in Idaho.”
The feature article, “The .30-06: A Century of Precision,” wasn’t what caught his eye. It was a small, cramped letter to the editor in the back, squeezed between a powder review and a classified ad for a vintage Lyman mold. It was signed: “Uneasy in Idaho
He looked at the cover one more time. “Issue Number 274.” He wondered if the man from Idaho ever found his answer. Probably not. Probably he just started a new notebook, too. “Issue Number 274
For the first time in months, the click of the press felt like a conversation again. For the first time in months, the click
Frank smiled, raised his coffee mug to the empty garage, and whispered: “To the next two hundred seventy-four.”
“Dear Editor,” it read. “For twenty years, I used my father’s data for the .44 Mag. 240-grain Sierra over 21.5 grains of 2400. Last month, that load keyholed at 25 yards. My new chronograph shows pressure signs he never had. Is the powder different? Or have I just forgotten how to listen to the brass?”
