A carbine is just about the prettiest rifle known to man, in my humble opinion. Carbines are like babies and puppies – they are all beautiful and I can’t keep my mitts off them. There happens to be no small debate as to which of the three smells best but I’d call it a tossup. Sure, the ...

I’m sitting in the restaurant, minding my own business, when I hear a voice lamenting the fact that, “My kids don’t hunt! They don’t shoot! They don’t even like guns, for goodness sake! What’s a guy supposed to do? Who will I leave my gun collection to?” Like a lightning ...