.300 BO advice sought...

my advice is to skip a .300blk unless you reload or already have a stash of ammo. It's a rich man's caliber during the good days. That being said, I have an 8.5" BLK pistol that is my wife's fave. But my latest build is a grendel because steelcase Wolf is still available at decent prices.

Yeah the three boxes or so of ammo I've put through mine made me want to shoot it way more than ammo cost and availability allow. Wolf needs to get that steel case here, pronto.

Cheapo Bear Creek upper, Poverty Pony lower and KAK blade brace. Magpul grey bling.

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I've even got a matching NotGlock

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After reading several posts of the danger of mistakingly shooting a .556 round and the resulting damage and possible injuries, I decided to put the rubber mag pulls on all my .300 mags. As it's main purpose is a HD gun at 7.5" I didn't want to mistake the .300 and .556 mags in low light or without my glasses on.

Here are some AR Pistols. The one with the red tape is the 300 BO and ALL of my magazines loaded in 300 BO also has red electrical tape completely around the bottom of the magazine. My 300 BO carbine also has the red tape on it.
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Guys,

All the admin you put in place are ok. But admin procdure's don't stop accidents, they slow down.


Best check is a flashlight and looking down in a .223/ 5.56 mag and verifying no 30 cal is the stack.

Best is not owning a 5.56mm and a 300blkout at the same time. This is my choice.

But thats me.
 
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Guys,

All the admin you put in place are ok. But admin procdure's don't stop accidents, they slow down.


Best check is a flashlight and looking down in a .223/ 5.56 mag and verifying no 30 cal is the stack.

Best is not owning a 5.56mm and a 300blkout at the same time. This is my choice.

But thats me.

And with all due respect John, you have made this abundantly clear multiple times. We understand, you don't think people should own .300AAC ARs because the ammo can get swapped. "Admin procedures" surround all firearms in all ways...from checking they are not loaded before cleaning, to putting chamber flags in, to holstering in a slow and deliberate way. But "you shouldn't get one because you could have an accident" isn't a solid excuse...they are firearms...accidents can happen no matter what we do...hence...admin procedures. Recognizing what is a possible issue and mitigating that is exactly what this thread is about, and saying "Well, just don't get one" can be applied to any firearm at any time.
 
And with all due respect John, you have made this abundantly clear multiple times. We understand, you don't think people should own .300AAC ARs because the ammo can get swapped. "Admin procedures" surround all firearms in all ways...from checking they are not loaded before cleaning, to putting chamber flags in, to holstering in a slow and deliberate way. But "you shouldn't get one because you could have an accident" isn't a solid excuse...they are firearms...accidents can happen no matter what we do...hence...admin procedures. Recognizing what is a possible issue and mitigating that is exactly what this thread is about, and saying "Well, just don't get one" can be applied to any firearm at any time.

True,

I have seen it happen to many times. At least once every two years.

Your quote proves my message is getting out. Lol

Be safe
 
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Pics or it didn't happen.

When we were young, dumb, teenagers, I had some good looking cousins... I got an eye full on multiple occasions, and got to touch two of them on separate occasions.

But, that was back before cell phones, so sadly I have no pics for proof.

I didn't get passed second base with either of them, but were were all young and inexperienced. Great memories...

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When we were young, dumb, teenagers, I had some good looking cousins... I got an eye full on multiple occasions, and got to touch two of them on separate occasions.

But, that was back before cell phones, so sadly I have no pics for proof.

I didn't get passed second base with either of them, but were were all young and inexperienced. Great memories...

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I am both kinda disgusted, but...kinda not. So...rock on. I’ll allow it


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In fact... I'll recount a story that is so insane you'll absolutely know that I could not have made it up...

I was 16yo, in high school, and my first cousin Steve (about 45yo) owned a metal stamping and machining shop in Alabama. Sometimes, on Saturdays, he'd pay me cash to come drive the forklift and run a huge stamping machine that cut bar stock steel into industrial size door hinges or something... That stamping machine was very dangerous, but I was dumb and my parents thought I was expendable...

Well, the machine shop was a good hour drive from my house, but it didn't matter because I only worked one day a week. And, it was very spotty work. Sometimes I'd go weeks without him calling me to come help him out.

One time we had a 3 day weekend from school, and he asked me to work all day Friday, spend the night at his house near the shop, and work all day Saturday.

I was excited for two days of work, but I was even more excited to spend the night at his house because he had a 15yo daughter. I thought she was gorgeous, and we had been flirting at the shop for a few months. Let's call her "Jennifer". She didn't do any work at the shop, but he would bring her there on Saturdays to keep an eye on her. Even at 15 she looked like a woman and she knew how to flaunt it... and tease... and flirt...

Anyway... I was a 16yo virgin, but I thought I might have a chance so I went to a gas station bathroom and bought 3 condoms from a machine. I remember one was a French tickler, and the other two were glow in the dark... Looking back, I'm sure they were not lubricated and they would have been horrible...

I got to the shop on Friday morning and worked all day. I left my car at the shop, and rode home with my boss (cousin Steve). I brought a bag with a change of clothes, and of course, my new condoms which I didn't even know how to use.

When I got to his house, which I'd never been to before, his wife was cooking dinner. They told me to take a shower and then we'd eat dinner.

After dinner, Jennifer asked her dad if she and I could go to the game room over their garage. They had a TV, a pool table, and a juke box up there.

As soon as we got up there, it was game on. We were on the pool table, on the couch, on the floor... But it was just kissing and touching. Clothes stayed on... In between kisses, I told her about the condoms and she devised a plan for me to sneak into her bedroom that night. We were both so excited about doing the big deed...

A few minutes later, she and I were sitting near each other and talking when her dad threw the door open and said, "WHAT are y'all doing in here?!"

Thank God we were fully clothed and not touching each other when he walked in... But, I could see the fear in his eyes... He knew something was up.

That night, she went to her room, and I went to mine... I layed in the guest bed, more excited than I'd ever been in my life! I must have checked the time on my Timex Indiglo wristwatch 100 times waiting for the right time to sneak out of bed, slip down the hallway, and become a man...

Suddenly, I heard a noise. The door creaked open. I thought: Jennifer must have decided to come to my room! I layed perfectly still and stared at the door as it slowly creaked open. As I stared into the darkness, I saw Cousin Steve staring back at me. Just as slowly, the door shut and he was gone.

In that instant I went from "most excited" time in my life to "most afraid" time in my life!

That door creaked open three more times that night, and each time I locked eyes with a dad, not a beautiful girl...

The next morning, my condoms and I rode to the machine shop, with cousin Steve. There was complete silence except when he told me that Jennifer wasn't coming to the shop today...

I worked all day, stamping out steel door hinges... At 5pm, he paid me for two day's work, I thanked him, and I started driving home 60 miles... One hour of driving, just me, my bag of dirty clothes, and three unused gas station bathroom condoms...

When I walked in the door of my house, my dad was on the telephone... I heard him say, "I appreciate you telling me this, Steve. I'll punish him and make sure he knows better and this'll never happen again..."

My heart dropped. Instantly, I knew I was in trouble. BIG TROUBLE. My dad wasn't the grounding type of dad... He was the punch you in the face kind of dad...

I walked in and started apologizing!

He cut me off in an angry tone, and said, "WHY DO PEOPLE NOT HAVE SEX WITH FAMILY MEMBERS?"

I replied, "To prevent babies being born with birth defects..."

He yelled, "WERE YOU TRYING TO MAKE A BABY WITH YOUR COUSIN?!?!"

I meekly said, "No sir.... I had three condoms..."

My dad cut me off again and said, "Well then... If you weren't trying to make a baby, then you didn't do anything wrong! Keep trying, son... You'll finish the job next time!"
 
In fact... I'll recount a story that is so insane you'll absolutely know that I could not have made it up...

I was 16yo, in high school, and my first cousin Steve (about 45yo) owned a metal stamping and machining shop in Alabama. Sometimes, on Saturdays, he'd pay me cash to come drive the forklift and run a huge stamping machine that cut bar stock steel into industrial size door hinges or something... That stamping machine was very dangerous, but I was dumb and my parents thought I was expendable...

Well, the machine shop was a good hour drive from my house, but it didn't matter because I only worked one day a week. And, it was very spotty work. Sometimes I'd go weeks without him calling me to come help him out.

One time we had a 3 day weekend from school, and he asked me to work all day Friday, spend the night at his house near the shop, and work all day Saturday.

I was excited for two days of work, but I was even more excited to spend the night at his house because he had a 15yo daughter. I thought she was gorgeous, and we had been flirting at the shop for a few months. Let's call her "Jennifer". She didn't do any work at the shop, but he would bring her there on Saturdays to keep an eye on her. Even at 15 she looked like a woman and she knew how to flaunt it... and tease... and flirt...

Anyway... I was a 16yo virgin, but I thought I might have a chance so I went to a gas station bathroom and bought 3 condoms from a machine. I remember one was a French tickler, and the other two were glow in the dark... Looking back, I'm sure they were not lubricated and they would have been horrible...

I got to the shop on Friday morning and worked all day. I left my car at the shop, and rode home with my boss (cousin Steve). I brought a bag with a change of clothes, and of course, my new condoms which I didn't even know how to use.

When I got to his house, which I'd never been to before, his wife was cooking dinner. They told me to take a shower and then we'd eat dinner.

After dinner, Jennifer asked her dad if she and I could go to the game room over their garage. They had a TV, a pool table, and a juke box up there.

As soon as we got up there, it was game on. We were on the pool table, on the couch, on the floor... But it was just kissing and touching. Clothes stayed on... In between kisses, I told her about the condoms and she devised a plan for me to sneak into her bedroom that night. We were both so excited about doing the big deed...

A few minutes later, she and I were sitting near each other and talking when her dad threw the door open and said, "WHAT are y'all doing in here?!"

Thank God we were fully clothed and not touching each other when he walked in... But, I could see the fear in his eyes... He knew something was up.

That night, she went to her room, and I went to mine... I layed in the guest bed, more excited than I'd ever been in my life! I must have checked the time on my Timex Indiglo wristwatch 100 times waiting for the right time to sneak out of bed, slip down the hallway, and become a man...

Suddenly, I heard a noise. The door creaked open. I thought: Jennifer must have decided to come to my room! I layed perfectly still and stared at the door as it slowly creaked open. As I stared into the darkness, I saw Cousin Steve staring back at me. Just as slowly, the door shut and he was gone.

In that instant I went from "most excited" time in my life to "most afraid" time in my life!

That door creaked open three more times that night, and each time I locked eyes with a dad, not a beautiful girl...

The next morning, my condoms and I rode to the machine shop, with cousin Steve. There was complete silence except when he told me that Jennifer wasn't coming to the shop today...

I worked all day, stamping out steel door hinges... At 5pm, he paid me for two day's work, I thanked him, and I started driving home 60 miles... One hour of driving, just me, my bag of dirty clothes, and three unused gas station bathroom condoms...

When I walked in the door of my house, my dad was on the telephone... I heard him say, "I appreciate you telling me this, Steve. I'll punish him and make sure he knows better and this'll never happen again..."

My heart dropped. Instantly, I knew I was in trouble. BIG TROUBLE. My dad wasn't the grounding type of dad... He was the punch you in the face kind of dad...

I walked in and started apologizing!

He cut me off in an angry tone, and said, "WHY DO PEOPLE NOT HAVE SEX WITH FAMILY MEMBERS?"

I replied, "To prevent babies being born with birth defects..."

He yelled, "WERE YOU TRYING TO MAKE A BABY WITH YOUR COUSIN?!?!"

I meekly said, "No sir.... I had three condoms..."

My dad cut me off again and said, "Well then... If you weren't trying to make a baby, then you didn't do anything wrong! Keep trying, son... You'll finish the job next time!"

Well...umm...I’m...well...glad you didn’t consummate the relationship with a close relative...


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I will forever be thankful, and horrified by the amazing ability of exactly how far this forum can yeet a thread off track...from discussing .300AAC to being thankful a member didn't boink a cousin...in detail...this may be a record actually...someone grab the tape.
 
I like it.
I run 300BLK in Magpuls, 5.56 in metal mags.
I sprayed white paint into its cap and filled in Magpul’s “300BLK” with a toothpick so it’d stand out. After it dried a bit I wiped the surface with a thinner to get a clean look.
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I had to up my game because of you...haha.
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