[Today’s run: rest day]
I sold my gun to a man from Alabama; Which reminds me of a song by Lynyrd Skynyrd about a man with pistols. Mine was a Winchester I'd bought for elk hunting in the Rocky Mountains. I don't think there is an elk in Mississippi; Which is just as well since I don't have a license.
(the song I refer to is “Mississippi Kid” on the album Lynyrd Skynyrd)