The above is a bullet that one of our kids found at the compost heap. When his dad showed it to me, I said, "That's a .45." A looked at it, and concluded it must have been one of the scores I had shot over there. Firstly, there's only one other .45 on the farm (and it's a match-grade 1911), and secondly, the lack of distinctive lands-and-grooves markings on the side.
The bullet was, however, flattened on six sides, characteristic of the effects of polygonal rifling, which my stock HK barrel is equipped with.
I had always wanted to see a bullet fired from one of my guns.
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