The Rifleman

It's a strange feeling, holding a gun in my hands. It's even a bit scary, holding it like this, as if I'm aiming at something, or somebody. I never understood the fascination and allure that a gunЧитать далее
It's a strange feeling, holding a gun in my hands. It's even a bit scary, holding it like this, as if I'm aiming at something, or somebody. I never understood the fascination and allure that a gunЧитать далее