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Since the Omark 44 was designed for 7.62mm NATO M80 ball, that's what I'm going to sight it in with. Remington UMC makes a 150 grain FMJ (boat tail) that they sell around here, which is an M80 ball analogue; $20 for 20 rounds (reloadable brass, so yay). IIRC, most M80 ball analogues are 145 to 150 grains in weight, which is why I call 'em analogues; the original M80 round was 147 grains in weight and launched at 2,700-2,800 feet per second. All should be around that speed.

I don't know why there's a variation in weights there (haven't read why); countries are one of the main reasons I'm guessing, as being a NATO standard round they all made 'em, so jacket thickness and core uniformity might have needed to differ due to different tooling. Some behave differently terminally too; the German stuff fragments like a hunting round even though it's dead on at 147 grains in weight. Kinda defeats the purpose for precision shooting when they're all different weights, though. You can say they weren't made for such, but I recall they used M80 ball in all rifles, meaning sniper's and marksman's (and target ones). Until more recently, of course. Oz used a 144 grain round as the M80 equivalent (yep, the ret*ds had to be us); we probably still do.

I suppose all they cared about is that they were close enough and could function in each other's weapons when needed, as there's little in the way of 1 being better than the other as far as I can discern (other than Germany's fragmenting M80, which is something you wouldn't want to get hit with on the battlefield).

But whatever, that's just me talking to myself (all of this is). The UMC 150 grain should be fine to sight it in with. I do it at 50 meters, then take it out to 100 to make the final adjustments. From there on it's just simple math for what range you plan to shoot at and what adjustments you need to make.

O, and Gillian Anderson has always been my #1 crush. She's a Green, though, so we wouldn't get along at all.

This concludes my diary entry.

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Just signed up to Autogenie. We'll see what quotes I get.

Was it a cat I saw?

Hunting will be with basic 150 grain soft points. POI will be similar to the M80 ball (moves faster than such, but the BC is a little worst due to the exposed lead tip, so...pretty much the same thing for less than 200 yards hunting), and it's fine for the deer we get through here.

Only about 1-2 come through here yearly.

Still better than the fishing hole and its perpetual drainage. She only fills up every several years.

there is a saying that goes "there is no accounting for taste".
it is quite true, and it is also a sad thing to be the case.

if someone wants to come to a dinner i prepare, and i ask them what they would like me to cook, then it all falls through when they can not account for why they like the taste of what they want me to cook.

for example, if they want beef stroganoff....let me script it..

them:oh beef stroganoff would be nice!
me: really? why?
them: because i really love the taste of it.
me: why is that pray tell?
them:oh i don't know. my mother used to cook it when i was a kid.
me: and did you like the taste of it then as well?
them: yes i did.
me: why?
them: i just told you.
me: you just told me you like it now because you liked it when you were a child, but you failed to address the question as to why you liked it in the first place.
them: i just like the flavors.
me: what flavours?
them: the spices.
me: really? and what are they?
them :err corriander etc
me: so why do you like corriander for a start?
them: because i just do.
me: so you can not accurately describe the fundamental reason you like corriander?
them: not really no.
me: well then you have failed to account for your taste and so i will serve what i wish to serve at the dinner. see you there.

it is sad that they have to be waylaid in their desires because they can not account for them.
i am a very compassionate person and i feel for them.

i was seriously considering getting bullbars on my car today. i bought a ticket to wash my car in the carwash machine at the service station, and i went to the carwash to get my wash, but there was a car there already and it entered the carwash in front of me and i was impatient, so i imagined that if i had bullbars on the front of my car, i could just push him out the other side and assume his spot and get my car washed without any delay, but alas, i had to wait behind him this time

The continuing adventures of Dill's past-midnight woodland walks:

Jerry the koala was talking to me again. I think he's just lonely.

I finally saw a powerful owl up close (I always hear them hooting). It was on a horse paddock corner fence-post. Big, monstrous looking things. It was hanging around where I see brush tailed possums (which would be part of its diet); you hear the odd primal scream at night, which is them or similar getting taken out by such I'm guessing. Nothing too interesting there, though; you can see these things in the suburbs.

It's official. Queen Elizabeth II has passed her great-great grandmother, Queen Victoria, for longest reigning British Head of State.

chirp chirp

You can't light a fire with water

meow meow

I haven't posted on here for a few days.

I'm doing what I'm doing!

I figure, cucumbers and potatoes for muh veggie garden. The garden bed itself is pretty much done. Just have to pickup some plants for it.

(Anything messing with it is getting a defrosted pea slung at it from a slingshot. Gotz a good view of said garden from by bedroom window.)