Happy, happy, joy, joy...

My Uzi returned from repair at Vector on Thursday. Today was the first day that my wrist felt up to a shooting session so I took it out for a test-fire.

It shot flawlessly, and the sound of all those rounds pinging off the steel target was like music on this fine summer afternoon. It works again, and it works well.

Of course now my wrist wants to kick my ass, but it was still a good time. I'm happy.