LONG-RANGE KILLING MACHINE

A rifle case and a large cardboard box arrived for me in the mail. I opened the cardboard box and found two monstrous ammunition containers with 50 rounds each of what looked like 338 Lapua ammo on steroids — slightly larger case capacity with a long, 300-grain Berger bullet sticking out.

I then opened the rifle case and found a bullpup single-shot bolt-action rifle with a very beefy 32-inch barrel in a pistol-grip chassis. Before I even picked up the rifle, my phone was already in my hand, and I was waiting for our fearless editor to answer.

Cleckner: What in the world did you send me to test?

Harrison: (laughter with a British accent, of course)

Cleckner: Have you seen this thing?

Harrison: I saw pictures. Figured it’d be right up your alley.

Cleckner: You expect me to put my cheek on top of the chamber while I torch-off a 300-grain bullet out of ammo hand-loaded by someone else in a wildcat cartridge that is pushing a modified 338 Lapua Magnum to the extreme?

Harrison: Well, you didn’t expect me to do it, did you?

Cleckner: I’m heading to the range. If you don’t hear from me in a few hours, you know what happened.

: Make sure someone else is taking the photos. All likely