I used to have a gun that was super loud. Obnoxious. Nobody wanted to shoot next to me. My buddies started calling it The Pig. It was black and utilitarian...you know, perfect. So, when I got my Dyna back from Mackie and I heard the exhaust note, I knew The Pig had returned to me in a different form. Black, utilitarian. Loud and obnoxious.
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