Imagine you're walking through the parking lot of a shopping center. You hear the following conversations in passing: "Yeah, I just got it a month ago. Been waiting a long time. Here's the key - take it for a spin." or: "You're low on gas? No problem, I'll hand siphon out five gallons and you can put it in your own car."
I think the probability of that happening is vanishingly small, small enough to be called "zero."
If you strike the words "car" and "gasoline" and replace them with "gun" and "ammunition" you'll understand the comaraderie, enthusiasm and generosity that exists in the gun community, between shooters.
It's just one of the reasons why we're winning.
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