BR work (for real) was always balls-to-the-wall, and then back down and even back up to get the harmonics to play fair (depending on the day). Then we bitch and moan about a barrel destroyed after 700 rounds. Load adjustments at the range only to find the load for that day. Looking back on all that makes one go bezerk over the waste (if you don't make the gains under the table by winning). I came close, but no cigars. Always a better weatherman on the job that hour. Moral of the story: "Don't take your guns to town". ... felix