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Anyhow, agree with both Grumpa and Azmntman, and my pursuit of the wax biscuit is that the pure wax should not contaminate the powder, but still lube the bore a bit. But we'll find that out in a couple of months after the loads in the 1860 have "aged" a bit. The five I fired in the .36 were very promising I thought....but I'll really wring it out good when I get a chance, as far as accuracy and fouling goes. As mentioned, I'll want to get set up good and eliminate the variables, do some serious off the bench shooting.

Indeed I carry, and am interested in the gun and it's performance with full loads, which I've found don't tear up small game. My self-defense scenario would be an aggressive wolf(s) or Cougar. In that case, I'd rather use up some pistol rounds, and keep the rifle in reserve. And I have found the .36 with full load will penetrate the back of a deer skull no problem, for the coup-de-gras if needed. There is a lot to like about the ".36".
 
So now we have a BoatKiller and a Stumpkiller. :)

The way I heard it, Stumpkiller got his name because of what happened after he ate several big bowls of his "special chili" in camp one night.
The next morning as he was sitting on a stump drinking his coffee his rear end released a massive blast of odious gas and as the needles fell off of the pine and fir trees behind him, the stump couldn't take the smell and it crumbled into a pile of splinters, dropping him to the ground. :eek::D
 
Glad that's NOT the story of me and the old boat. !!!! If so...it would have sunk.
 
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