- Mar 10, 2008
- 1,376
- 38
I remember hearing that story a few times . . . probably a big reason why our .44 mags feel more in line with a light .44 Special now.We had a worse failure with a S&W .44 Mag revolver (629 I think) at our Gun Club in College. The shooter was fairly experienced and said that the preceding round was full power. The next round blew the cylinder in many pieces (mostly into two 1/3 and 2/3 cylinder sized pieces), blew off the top strap and a few other pieces.
Luckily no one was hurt. The tarp to catch brass showed a gouge where parts or the shrapnel had hit. We were lucky. Our adviser was an ME Prof, specializing in metal fatigue. So as a practical experience, this was very interesting. S&W also showed interest in looking at the failure to see what improvements it suggested.
These were reloads and the only thing we could figure is a double charge. We tested this later and were able to seat a bullet with a double charge. It was noticeable, but could have been missed. We immediately switched to a bulkier powder for the .44 Mag reloads. This made a double charge impossible to seat a bullet. Something to always think about with older cartridges that have higher volumes than modern powders require for the pressure needed.
I remember hearing that story a few times . . . probably a big reason why our .44 mags feel more in line with a light .44 Special now.
Heck . . . it's hard to believe I gotta work with that knucklehead this summer down in FL.I remember stepping on the line with my personal .44 Mag rounds (Lead flat point, Jacketed) and my comped 629. These were the rounds Dad used to use for taking deer. Very good for after finals stress relief. When I finished 2 rounds, everyone else was just watching and enjoying the percussion. After making 6 steel knockdowns "respect my authoritah", I dump out the brass and turn around to see Don in a big grin.
Hard to believe "little" Stephen is in College now. Looks like he was a VP in the club last year. I remember one of my last shoots as a range officer, Don's daughter was shooting. I didn't recognize her and asked if she needed any help (assuming a young freshman.) Double tap body. Double tap body. Head shot. Head shot. Slide locks back. Drops a mag. "No. I'm fine."
I'm gonna have to make a haul up to Don's sometime this year. I haven't seen him in years.