IIRC, it was this month fourteen years ago when I bought my very first gun. I’ve mentioned before my motivations for why I chose a double-action revolver as my first gun.
It’s all the fault of Ross Seyfried’s article “Mastering Double-Action Revolvers,” in the first gun magazine I ever read, the March 1992 issue of G&A.
I still think that with the wood grips, the Centennial is one of the most elegant-looking of modern revolver designs. (Pachmayrs don’t do it any favors, but hey! they do the job better.) Someday I’m going to have that back cover blown up into a poster for the den.
Anyway, here’s my now-teenaged baby, with a pair of moon clips full of Glaser Blues, and a Sharpie for size comparison.
The 9mm chambering kicks, but with the Pachys it only really starts to sting after about 50 rounds rapid-fire. But it’s quite controllable, which is why I don’t mind the weight. By comparison, even shooting .38 target loads out of one of the ultra-lightweight J-frame .357s would hurt a lot more than the 940 in an extended range session, and be less controllable in recoil. Speedloads are a snap with the moon clips.
Generally she wears the Pachmayrs shown, although I do have a pair of the Craig Spegel “boot grip” design Pachys. But they get little use because as shown, the gun vanishes into the pocket of my dress slacks. I ain’t a big guy, either. I don’t have a pocket holster yet and probably won’t until I move to a CCW-friendly state; for now, on the occasions when I carry, a handkerchief breaks up the outline just fine.
Incidentally, that ugly clip on the right side of the gun is the Clipdraw. It’s great! Secure small-of-back or hipside carry is easy when you’re not wearing a belt, and in California that’s pretty much a given when you’re not at work. It performs better for me on this gun than the Barami HipGrip, which currently resides on the newest member of my Smith & Wesson family. More about that later.
All in all, a very nice, useful piece. My Security-Six has become my favorite now because it’s more versatile, but the little Smith still runs a very very close second. I’ve named her “The Beast,” but it’s a term of great affection.