You know it’s going to be a bad day when........

You sit down at your shooting bench anticipating a relaxing session of plinking and when trying to open a near new tin of H&Ns the tin flies open and a couple of hundred pellets end up on the concrete. Then when your down on all fours picking up and dusting each individual pellet your pants pocket snags some unseen part of your bench and all of a sudden your rifle that was resting on its bag ends up chrashing to the concrete floor beside you. S**t, s**t, s**t.

The rifle concerned was my Benjamin Trail 177. I had fitted a Sportsmatch dampa mount to it with a new but relatively cheap Niko Stirling 3*9*42 air king scope last weak and it has been holding zero. This rifle has killed numerous scopes in the past, some lasting a couple of days and others lasting a few months.

First thing noticed was my poi was all over the place. Second thing noticed was a rattle that didn’t exist before and thirdly the trigger was somewhat different to the touch. And last but not least the scope didn’t look so new anymore. More bloody expletives were uttered on the way to the shed. She who must be obeyed was not impressed with my uttered words of passion.

Took the stock off and the bear trap leaver had come off that little swivelley thingy. No biggy reconnected the bear trap leaver to the thingy and put the stock back on, no more rattles and trigger feel back to normal. The poi was a different kettle of fish. No matter what I did I couldn’t adjust the elevation turret to bull, it would group like it did before it tried to fly but at least an inch higher or lower. I was just about consigned to having to aim lower at 25 metres or higher when in discust I started turning the turret quickly in both directions. Problem fixed it’s now shooting little fingernail sized groups at 25 metres like it did before. Only problem is for how long will this last.
 
drive to cabin with new rimfire rifle (45 min drive) set up targets, bench, fire 2 shots, fat stupid winchester junk ammo gets crammed into my match rifle that is to tight for the sloppy ammo. casing wont come out. no rod with me.

take out bolt, turn it to much it goes into pices, take it apart more just to look at it. drop firing pin spring on the deck and it rolls under the deck. 

Drive home after a magnet to retrieve pin. Its dark, time to go home. again.
 
My old Remington Semi-auto is like that. Unshot .22lr cartridges will jam up if you try to eject them. Darn Hatsan/Optima 3-9x32 scope I got with my Striker 1000x went on the Crosman 160 Pellgun brand new. Some 100 shots later, I'm in the middle of a 3-target, three shots each 10yd competition, and NOW it decides to fubar internally so that it no longer holds zero! I had to adjust for each shot, but soldiered on. Needless to say, I really blew it that time.
​ Another time, I had all my air rifles propped against my fermenter stand for a new group shot of them all. Went back to the desk to sit down behind the camera, and they all fell over. Scratched and even scopes gouged. A few expletives later, I got the shot.
 
Was working on my Marauder in the back yard on a table when I first got it. I removed the top half of the breech and the transfer port popped out and hit the table then bounced into the grass. A few choice words were mumbled. I searched for about 10 minutes where I thought it had fallen with no luck. I finally just said "Im done" and started to pack things up. When I reached down to the ground for my tool box, there was my transfer port in the strings of my shoe :)