Emotional Rescue.

This post at Ricochet started off as a diatribe against the idiots who cry out that “weapons of war don’t belong on our streets!,” every time someone is shot with an AR-15 which is, in reality, a rather uncommon occurrence.

However, it turned out to be something more, it turned into a celebration of a simple, honest man, and his simple, honest love for his family.

Turns out I attach more emotions to my guns than I thought I did.

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  1. Kevin,
    regarding the low serial number rifle, there may be a way to assess the condition. IIRC, the problem was an inconsistent methodology of determining the temperature of the heated receiver, and thus leading to some that had the wrong temper, or lack of sufficient tempering.

    It may be possible to have a lab test it for this quality, or. alternatively, have a metal forging shop re-temper it to bring the condition to the necessary level. Re-heating may require fixturing to maintain alignment or thread form. Not my area of knowledge.

    Since this is a known problem for the rifle, I suspect that this has been examined by someone in the past. Some research by you may be in order. The military considered the cost of re-doing these rifles as cost-prohibitive. I suspect that one of the problems they were dealing with was a lack of easy/cheap testing to determine which ones were bad. Obviously not all were dangerously defective, or bad at all, but they took the safe course and redlined all that were made in that time frame. Unless that rifle spent it’s life as a drill rifle, it’s probably good, but that’s not what you want. You want known good, obviously.

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