Random post: I'm back.
Still interested in gunsmoke and still interested in burning rubber.
Been shooting a lot recently. Still total crap with a pistol unless I'm up close, and still deadly with a carbine near or far. Been posting a lot on various forums as well. I'll transfer some of that here.
My Nissan had a road-race cage put in it. No, I don't plan on racing it, but a cage built for racing is a cage that will withstand anything my open track day and time attack efforts will throw at it. It's different than most cages that you see in cars such as mine, and it's unique in that I've spent about as much as anyone can spend on a quality cage. The seating position is moved back so I'll have a better feel for what the rear axle is doing.
Since I last wrote about my 240SX, I've changed the entire outlook of the car- it's now a complete and total track car. It now has an S14 rear subframe, different rear links, I've changed the FLCAs, replaced the front and rear bumper supports, removed the quarter windows to replace with lexan, shaved more weight out of the car, purchased a COT wing, etc. The goal is a strange one- make a Miata out of a 240SX before making a fire-breather- learn how to drive a car with downforce and with an effort toward momentum preservation (which requires the ability to walk a fine line between just-fast-enough and too-fast) before driving a car that covers my mistakes with raw power.
The car will move forward after I finish moving and I will make the front airdam subframe and the rest of the aero bracketry. Figure I might as well learn to weld, as the field I may or may not work in may or may not involve welding of some kind. I'd like to expand my repertoire of skills. I may document my attempts here.
CHANGE OF DIRECTION
The idea that gun owners must have some sort of desire to kill is ridiculous. I own firearms, I know how to use them, I am willing to use them- but I hope and, as much as an agnostic can do so, pray that I never will have to. The taking of life, be it animal or man, is something so important that one cannot treat it with any disrespect. The thought of extinguishing the flame of life is disturbing to me- the very idea that at this point in time there are people dying from man's doing sets my stomach boiling and my sadness grows.
We don't need to kill each other, and yet we do. For money, for power, for fear, for retaliation, for being different... the only time one can kill justly is if one has had force initiated against oneself. War is a repugnant, vile thing, and yet we see it all the time. I very nearly weep for these atrocities committed by every side- the people killed are husbands, wives, sons, daughters, children. I am appealing to the heart by saying such things but what else can we do; it cannot be moral to kill an innocent in the judgement of the guilty, can it?
This is cathartic. I've said it before, but I should do this more often.
