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erm ive made a complete and utter feck up...the pistol was never low fps my fecking chrono was set to m/s instead of fps only figured it out cause step son wanted to do his lol and his came up at 80 odd was like hold on cant be right,tried my shotty through it 44 the noticed was on ms lol achwell got spare parts for when she does go was in a warm housee bud so mags were upto decent temp but was my own fecking fault lol thank you @Adolf Hamster and @Alimcdfor alll the help!!

Verily, he doth sell them hisself https://thefull9.ecwid.com/ Although that Chad one is a test one...

i dunno, no matter how much you push the envelope it'll still be stationary...... can't figure out spoiler tags so here's another essay for everyone to scroll past and not read: whilst we are all well aware of the events of Cinderella, her encounter with the fairy godmother and marrying a handsome prince. what is not well known is after the somewhat unconventional events of her youth her life was mostly unremarkable, serving as the roles of attentive wife to her husband who by dint of being a second child never had the chance to take up the crown. however happily ever after only lasts so long and eventually the prince died, a peaceful death but a tragedy nonetheless leaving Cinderella a widow whose common upbringing saw her shipped off out of the royal court to live the rest of her days in quiet solitude. it is here one day, we find Cinderella, time having taken its toll, an old woman sitting in her rocking chair on the porch of a little cottage, quietly knitting while a cat she'd taken to calling bob rested contently on the windowsill. as she's sitting there, her mind idly wondering, she finds herself thinking about time, and how after life seemed to be so much shorter these days. suddenly there's a gentle tinkling noise, subtle, but a noise that nonetheless cut through the silence like a razor and went straight into her mind. there it swooshed it's way through memories almost forgotten to the mists of time until, there. that was it. she looks up "it's been a long time" she says, as if greeting an old friend. "indeed my child it has" replies the fairy godmother "why have you come?" asks Cinderalla calmly. "you have lived a long and exemplary life" says the godmother "your charitable works and your political campaigns to aid those in need have been a shining beacon of hope for the poor of this land. and yet the king has so callously cast you out for fear of some imagined shame it might bring to his house" "the king has his ways, but he is not so bad" replies Cinderalla "that is as may be, but by way of recompense, i would once again like to offer you 3 wishes. is there anything your heart still yearns for?" Cinderella sits there quitely, pondering this opportunity, the wisdom of age tempering the youthful memories seeing the godmother again had stirred. eventually she speaks "the king is not so bad, and my life here is quiet and peaceful, but with time the maintenance of this place has become too much for me and it would be so very handy to pay some local men from the village to fix it up again" "certainly my dear" says the fairy godmother, and with a flick of her arm and a somewhat underwhelming "poof", the world seemed unchanged. silence decended, but not normal silence, this silence was louder than usual because a noise that had been there before was now gone- the creaking of the rocking chair had ceased for it was no longer made of wood, but solid gold. "what is your second wish?" asks the fairy godmother again cinderella ponders getting to her feat and pacing slowly around the room. "you know, i can't remember a time now when there wasn't some creaking in my bones, fog in my sight or pain in my joints. i'd like to feel the energy of youth again, if only for a day" again the subtle flick of the wand, only this time the magic is so much more dramatic as a swirling fog envelops Cinderella hiding her from view. when the fog clears cinderella is once again young, her mind unchanged yet she stood the picture of radiant beauty and youth she had been the last time she crossed paths with the fairy godmother. "and your third wish?" asks the fairy godmother once again the response is delayed, but this time it is not caused by careful contemplation. the funny thing about minds is how like water fills a glass and takes it shape so too does thought fill a body. Cinderella, remembering a long life well lived but with feelings long since forgotten now stirring points to the cat and says "this stray has been my faithful companion for many years, i love him like i once loved my dear prince charming, could you transform him into a kind and handsome young man like you once did with those mice?" "of course" says the fairy godmother the cat, sensing attention half-opens an eye to survey the room. his gaze somewhat distracted when once again the flick of the want, the swoosh of fog, and a gentle "poof" as the fairy godmother dissappears. before the fog even clears clears the cat, now a grown man naked as the day he was born, emerges sweeping cinderella up into his arms with a grace that would ordinarily take years of ballet training to acheive. he stares deep into Cinderella's eyes and leans down as if to kiss her, but instead he gently whispers: "i bet now you're wishing you hadn't had me neutered"

ahh so my secret propaganda campaign is working then....... tbh i've owned more makarovs than i've seen in the wild, and i've owned 3..... the WE version is a nice little gat, and i have a thing about small handguns. i wonder if the rarity is due to 007 fanboys picking them up thinking they're ppk's oh aye, you say that now..... yeah, it's a big higher than i'm used to seeing from pistols, but hovering around the 1j mark is pretty respectable for a handgun.

Another TM416 recoil - this time the C version. I don't really need 4... do i?

Bought some more GME and thats gonna pay for some new toys soon

Has anybody mentioned temperature ? how warm are the mags when you use them ? A cold mag makes a hell of a difference to fps. Just been out testing my boneyard combat master and the difference between a cold mag and one thats been in my pocket for a while is night and day in terms of kick. Nick

Think you could stick a Mk23 into that?? ?

Get them while they're hot https://www.zerooneairsoft.com/products/Tokyo_Marui_GBB_Mag_for_M4_35rds_Black

Had a custom patch made.

3 days without an MWS post!? ? This will not do! I was always on the fence about painting this rifle, but after fitting the battered and bruised 551 I knew the unmarked black paintwork looked out of place! So after a bit of time with some khaki Krylon and thinners this is the end result. It's not easy to replicate something that would normally occur naturally but I'm happy with the end result. Although it's hard knowing when to stop! The beauty of this though as it's very easy to go back over it and amend anything you don't like. All it needs now is a suitably weathered weapon light and laser unit.

Combat South - even after we moved back to Derbyshire - I still used to go - 360 mile / 6 hours round trip. There's dedication ?

I cut my teeth at Ambush Chobham (run by Charlie James) and I look back on those days so fondly. I dunno if it was the mud (omg it was muddy. In fact, I’m still finding mud years later?) the amazing marshals, or the unrelenting pace of every single game but, it just worked so well. It was the first place I ever played and where I learned everything I ever knew about Airsoft. The away days to Longmoor were always an amazing treat, especially the overnight games. I really miss those days. After a few years off, it’s time to find a new site but, in my opinion, Ambush set the bar pretty high.

Loving my new holster setup, Kydex Customs mid drop, KC basic holster, DIY thigh strap. Access/pistol grip to draw is awesome, no flapping around even with full steel pistol, no chaffing from strap, and you can sit down without knowing there’s a pistol. Im sure many others have been and done this before, but to those who haven’t it’s a great setup.

Nothing quite says how well a gun performs than when you hand it to people throughout the game day to have a play with and they all say “how?” When the see how far the BB goes. i ran out of ammo I had that much of a target rich environment and I was just too high and far away that nobody on the opposite team could hit me. Figured it take a little picture of the godly thing.