|At a shooting range near Boulder City, Nevada, a portion of the Range Day layout.|
|Twenty rounds don't last long.|
The crackle of pistol fire, the boom of hunting rifles, the snap of shotguns at the sporting clays ranges — all are constant, underlain by the occasional thudding of the Gatling gun.
Yes, I have seen the elephant. Or at least I have fired the replica 1877 Gatling Gun, chambered in .45-70. It is Mr. Gatling's Terrible Marvel.
If I had $50,000 lying around, Colt would sell me one.
Everyone got twenty rounds — notice the pile of cartridge cases under the gun.
Big, heavy, slower to traverse and elevate than modern weapons, but it puts a lot of lead downrange real quick. (With modern smokeless powder, you can see exactly where the bullets are going.)
Its loading system was developed from a seed-planter. That sort of reverses the biblical verse about beating swords into plowshares.
More SHOT Show posts on the way.