Pistol Glory

Story time. Once my old war buddy griped that our issued pistols were useless, said they're like firecrackers, just noise to scare timid foes. Then we got pinned behind a rock, couldn't poke our heads out, only my sidearm left. He said we're done for, but I drew that pistol, yelled and charged out, dropped all those enemies! Afterward, he snagged my gun and carried it everywhere. Alright, story's over. Now your turn to make the pistol shine!