Went to Academy to get gun powder. The guys behind the gun counter told me to go to "Carter's Country". Saw Frankie and family there at Academy. Frankie whooped out google off his holster and shot me to Pasadena.
Got to Carter's Country. It's a small store with a lot of antler's! Asking for gun powder at Carter's is like asking for an ice cream at an ice cream shop.
"What kind!?" I was thinking, "Well the kind that blows up." I had to be quick on my feet and explain I was trying to make ignitors for a model rocket engine.
I didn't get very far into my conversation when the guy held up his hand and said, "Don't tell me what you are doing."
He then explained he didn't have powder that terrorists used but he could sell me what you see pictured. I had to wonder if the terrorists had the good dope for making ignitors for model rockets!
I need some ping pong balls now - not to fill with powder but to dissolve in acetone to make some kinda paste with the gun powder. I need some tiny wires too.
But now I am wondering if this "muzzleloading propellant" could be used to create our own solid rocket engine.
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