Quirky as it is, for some inexplicable reason(s) Co2 is my emotional favorite airgun propellant. And since record high temperatures also produce record high velocities in my Co2 arsenal, I've been getting plenty of Co2 trigger-time of late. The gusty winds are both blessing and curse since they allow me to be out there shooting in such hellish temperatures, but preclude the kind of gratifying accuracy results I've become spoiled to (otherwise).
And though my souped-up vintage Crosmans thrive in temperatures approaching 100 degrees, even they start exhibiting symptoms of valve-lock at 110+ (as do I now)! Guess I'm no longer as young and invincible as I was during the heat-wave of 1980, when I bicycle-commuted daily between Fort Worth and Arlington in temperatures to 115 degrees.
Maybe today I'll finally compare velocities of my hopped-up first-gen, second-gen and Sears Ted Williams Crosman 150s at 100 degrees.
And if the wind lays near sun-down as it sometimes does, the ol' Ted Williams variant 160 may get some 50 yard testing.
May even do some silhouette shooting with what I consider the most beautiful Co2 pistol I've known, my Walther CP3.
Too hot for dancin', anyway!
And though my souped-up vintage Crosmans thrive in temperatures approaching 100 degrees, even they start exhibiting symptoms of valve-lock at 110+ (as do I now)! Guess I'm no longer as young and invincible as I was during the heat-wave of 1980, when I bicycle-commuted daily between Fort Worth and Arlington in temperatures to 115 degrees.
Maybe today I'll finally compare velocities of my hopped-up first-gen, second-gen and Sears Ted Williams Crosman 150s at 100 degrees.
And if the wind lays near sun-down as it sometimes does, the ol' Ted Williams variant 160 may get some 50 yard testing.
May even do some silhouette shooting with what I consider the most beautiful Co2 pistol I've known, my Walther CP3.
Too hot for dancin', anyway!
