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Sherlock Holmes and back yard gunsmithing
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Lately my Spencer carbine (Taylor and Co repro in 45 Colt) has been acting up. In two matches lately in locked up and would not feed costing me multiple misses. When I tried later, no problem. Figuring it might be dirty I took it apart today for a really thorough cleaning and discovered some broken parts and a missing spring. The spring fits at the front of the firing pin and pushes it back after firing. What was happening was the firing pin protrusion would not all the block to slide past the cartridge and lock up. It was about the right size so I took a chance, took apart a ball point pen, trimmed the spring and fitted it in place. BINGO! Working Spencer. I also called Taylors and ordered replacements for the broken parts and a new spring. I'm not a gunsmith but I did stay at a Holiday Inn Express lately...

How many rounds did you have through it before it broke

I've had several guns over the years that ended up with pen springs.

does that mean that indeed the pen in mightier than the sword?

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Originally posted by p dog shooter:
How many rounds did you have through it before it broke

Probably 2000 or so rounds. I got the rifle new in 2008 and it has been my main match cowboy action rifle since then. As a match rifle it gets run hard...

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Holiday Inn Express

Meanwhile, in NW Colorado. Little Billy Bubba, the desk clerk at the Holiday Inn Express amazed the cook and a group of hotel staff by repairing his pen with a spring he stole from a guests rifle which was left unattended in a room over lunch . . . . . . . . . . . .

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Originally posted by speerchucker30x378:

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Holiday Inn Express

Meanwhile, in NW Colorado. Little Billy Bubba, the desk clerk at the Holiday Inn Express amazed the cook and a group of hotel staff by repairing his pen with a spring he stole from a guests rifle which was left unattended in a room over lunch . . . . . . . . . . . .

LMAO