I met a guy at Franklin's in athens, strange I was looking at every rifle for a 6.5cm, he asked me if i seen a 243, i took every 243 i remember seeing and handing them to him, i guess he thought i worked there. We ended up talking, he invited me to his house later that night, he was an older gentleman, wife with cancer i felt i couldn't reject the old guy. I went to his house, he had 2-3 story log cabins in the woods, all hand made by himself. We went into his one house and we were talking and he started pulling guns out of every drawer and behind the couch, under desks showing me every gun he had, he had a lot, handing them to me fully loaded, I'd clear them and hand them back. To this very day he still sends me pictures every week or every other week of him buying a new gun or more hanging on his wall. This week he sent me a picture of his new gun rack he made