Dream time!!!!
So, as things so, i was hanging out in a car with some of my friends, outside the streets looked dirty as fuck, imagine pre-cleanup NYC levels of dirty, i remember the car being a 1997 model, what brand? No idea, just 1997 because it was all blocky and shit, maybe it was a Cadillac? No idea.

Anyways, we’re just hanging out, laughing and all, when all of a sudden, this dude in the sidewalk starts yelling at us to get out, threatening us and hitting on the window and all that (mind you, this car was packed full, two people in the front, three in the back, i was on the back-right side facing the sidewalk).
After much shouting and threats were made, some dude just pops out of an alley behind the guy who was threatening us, and the guy sprays him with an M16 (yes, i very vividly remember it being an M16)

So, after the guy gets sprayed and falls to the sidewalk (since the spray only hit his lower body), i get out of the car, draw an 1871 Colt Open Top from a cavalry “twist-draw” holster (yes, i vividly remember it being a Colt 1871 Open Top in a cavalry draw), and fire off atleast 5 rounds off the gun even as the guy lays on the ground (the gun had almost no recoil for some reason, it’s funny because even in the dream i remember thinking “man, this should really have more recoil, shouldn’t it?”)
So, after almost unloading, i simply holster the gun again, get inside the car, shut the door, and we drive off, no words spoken, then i woke up.

Moral of the story is: im such a gun nut i even imagine accurate guns in my dreams.

When the ole’ lady start yappin’ about some “fine eatery” while i got nothin’ but a liberty lady in my briefs: