Long ago, when Glenn was alive, I offered to buy his pellet rifle from him. It was used, but I made him a pretty good offer. He said ‘no’.
Fast forward many years. Glenn has been gone for many years now. I have inherited his pellet rifle. … Maybe this is why he said ‘no’ – he knew it was a piece of crap.
I printed out a bullseye target and shot at it inside the garage. I followed various instructions found online.
I created a mount of sorts on sawhorses. I fiddled with it a lot and, in the end, found a configuration that would work.
Sure, it shoots, but it is always off its mark. I adjusted the scope on it, but it still can’t hit anything. The shots are completely random. It makes me wonder, “What the heck did he do to it?”
Now it sits in perhaps permanent display on the garage wall, never to be used again.
