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The Guns of Wham-O, Hamilton Dueling Pistol, PowerMaster Rifle, PowerMaster Pistol.

Have you ever heard of the company called Wham-O (or Wamo! as it was called in the 50’s), what is their legacy?  For starters; the frisbee, the hackey sack, the hula hoop, and the superball. However few know that in the late 1950’s Wham-O dabbled in the firearms market.  While they did make dart guns, air guns, crossbows, and cap guns they decided to create a few youth model .22 lr firearms.

First was the Wham-O Hamilton Dueling pistol, modeled after Alexander Hamilton’s famous dueling pistols.  While more toy than gun, with crude sights and a toy like appearence it was an actual single shot breachloading .22 firearm.  Only 900 were produced.

Then there was the Wham-O Powermaster Rifle. Crude and toylike it was modeled after the Tommy Gun.  It was a single shot .22 rifle but when fired the bolt would lock back, allowing the user to load another round without retracting the bolt.  I can’t find specific numbers but few of these were made.

Finally there was the Wham-O Powermaster Pistol.  A .22 single shot like the other firearms, this gun is more like an actual gun than the others.  It was well machined, accurate, and sported real sights.  Again I can’t find specific production figures but not many were made.

Unfortunatly these guns were not very popular.  The fusion between toy and gun was not a good mix, people either wanted a toy or a gun, not a cheap crude mixture of both.  The Hamilton Pistol and PowerMaster Rifle designs would be scraped.  The PowerMaster pistol design would be sold to Daisy Air Rifle Company, who converted it into an air pistol.

"Dueling pistols are really popular with the kids these days!"

"I know, let’s give them one that fires real bullets!”

All the world will be your enemy, Prince with a Thousand Enemies, and whenever they catch you, they will kill you.  But first, they must catch you.

This… this is a great book.  It develops this entire mythology, this entire culture, for rabbits.  The story itself is reasonably engaging … but the legends that get told along the way make this one worth it.

The ‘magazine cut-off’ was a relatively common feature of military rifles before the Great War.  It’s an interesting feature, especially for what it says about pre-1914 armies’ priorities and trust in their troops.  Basically, what it did was, if engaged, it’d turn a magazine-fed gun into a single-shot weapon - the magazine wouldn’t feed.  So, instead, you’d have to go and load each round yourself.

Why would you want this?  Well … what if your troops, with their new magazine-fed rifles, can shoot as fast as they can work the bolt?   How quickly would they run through their ammo?  How many shots would they waste on unaimed fire, rather than hitting their targets as they were trained to?  Several armies, including Britain and the US, insisted on this feature for these reasons - on having a means to keep troops from ‘firing too fast’.  Plus, if you want to fire organized volleys at the enemy, you can’t have individual undisciplined troopers firing whenever they want - you need everyone in a platoon or a company ready to fire all at once, on the officer’s command!

These devices fell out of favor during World War I - they added complexity to a gun, making it more expensive and more time-consuming to assemble, and the ‘benefit’ they provided wasn’t a benefit at all.  It turns out that it’s not a good idea to make a soldier have to reload after every round fired, and ‘volley fire’ is basically useless.  On the other hand, rapid fire is incredibly valuable, making it much harder for the enemy to accurately shoot you, or be willing to head towards you, or even keep an eye out for your buddies moving to outflank them.

It strikes me as interesting that modern armies seem to put more trust in the individual soldier.  We don’t see armies as a place where society’s scum can be safely kept at bay, nor as a place where the nation’s citizenry come together to be taught what it means to be true Frenchmen or Italians or whatever.  Instead, the modern soldier is a professional.

Credit poliscisexciting for finding this story of either how an enterprising American shipbuilder managed to unload a pair of subs on Canada as World War I was breaking out … or how a ‘courageous’ Premier of British Columbia successfully provided for his province’s own defense, at a cost of $1.1 million (twice the Canadian Navy’s budget in 1913) and of violating American neutrality laws.