He had tucked the Beretta he found in his pocket as best as he could before speeding away from the gas station, an angry glare etched into his face. He tried to keep his head in the right place, using everything he had to focus and trying to stave off the pain that radiated from his head. He could feel it throbbing every second as he drove, and he felt tired and woozy… he felt hot, even, or rather his head felt hot.
The reason I'm saving for an M9A3 is the same reason why I would never trust a military M9. They have seen sometimes upwards of a couple hundred thousand rounds without maintenance, and are old and rattly. Just replace the recoil spring every couple thousand rounds and keep some oil on them, you will be able to give them to your grandchildren.
You didn't fail, lyra. Kyle's a Gentleman, trying to help where he can. And Good they are reunited
The reason I'm saving for an M9A3 is the same reason why I would never trust a military M9. They have seen sometimes upwards of a couple hundred thousand rounds without maintenance, and are old and rattly. Just replace the recoil spring every couple thousand rounds and keep some oil on them, you will be able to give them to your grandchildren.