Two hours worth of pretty relaxing work, listening to some old blues to boot. Two bullet molds alternating to keep them at ideal temperatures, resulting in a pretty good pile of both .357 mag / .38 Special and .45 Colt bullets. Yeah, the neighbors might wonder why their cars all shimmy a bit on the freeway sometimes, but as long as they keep going to the tire shops to get their wheels rebalanced, I have an unlimited supply of free bullet metal...
