My Sig 220 memory involves a friend's Browning BDA .45 that I used in a combat match in Gilmer, Texas long ago. I did fair to middling through the course, but on the time stopping 50 yard target- my double tap was dead center and one inch apart. The scorer looked at me and said "Damn good, son!" I was the only non 1911 auto shooter.
Decades later a 220 DAK did not thrill me after owning it a while, so I sold it.
Decades later a 220 DAK did not thrill me after owning it a while, so I sold it.