does have a nasty sense of humor.
After I got home from work I spent another fifteen minutes(approximately) looking again for that firing pin stop. Flashlight and magnet both again. No joy.
Little while ago I went to a nearby mall for a bit so I could walk around without freezing my nose, came back and decided to walk to the liquor store for a bottle of something relaxing. Just before heading to the door I grabbed the Surefire and took another look. Here, there, over there where it couldn't possibly have bounced, nothing. Glanced down by an ammo box.
Understand something: the pile of stuff there, wasn't there yesterday evening. I'd picked every bit of that stuff up, checked them individually to see that it wasn't hung up/stuck on anything, then piled it up by the door while I searched, INCLUDING sweeping the area with the magnet broom my daughter gave me a couple of years ago. Then, after all that, picked the stuff up and set it near an ammo box(that had been moved and searched on/around/under). During the search after I got home had looked there and swung the broom over the spot. Again.
And I saw, as I glanced down, a shine. Which was the freshly filed part of the stop, laying ON TOP OF a piece of cord in the pile THAT HAD BEEN PICKED UP A PIECE AT A TIME AND MOVED. TWICE.
I can't remember, what's supposed to be a bribe for good behavior for the little buggers?
Well, at least he has decent timing on it. The Brownell's site was up and I'd marked a replacement, and was going to see if there was anything else I needed to order.
And it only took about twenty light file strokes on each side to finish fitting it(I'd gotten the thickness done yesterday).