To keep things on topic, Stevie and I shot around 500 reloads with cast boolits today. Everything worked like it was supposed to. Stevie was shooting his girly 9mm competition mousfarts. I was shooting the mighty .45 auto with full strength loads (single stack, I might add). We ran the course a few times, then decided to play a game of horse (you remember junior high basketball, right?). Stevie conveniently forgot the rules when it favored him, but I just went with it as I generally feel sorry for him (there's a reason he doesn't post pictures of himself). He stayed in front where I had to match his shots on the plate rack from the tailgate of his truck some 30 yards out, using someone else's gun, a texas star weak hand only, and so on. I let him win both rounds. I will say he impressed me when he hit a popper 5 times before it dropped (goes back to the mousefart reloads). Some day when Stevie gets all growds up and can shoot a he-man caliber we'll celebrate. It was a good day at the range.