yep, I remember the guys hangin' out at Fleckie's Esso in central PA, sometime back in the late 40s, braging about their shooting skills. "we was up in Morgan yesterday, Jake was blazing away at this buck with his .30-.30, never schorched a hair. well, Charlie, he throws up his .32 Special and one shot, that deer dropped deader'n hell. must'a been over 300 yards! Yessir, that .32 is a real killer..."