jcham
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Before I left this morning I took out the only Barber Quarter in my collection, wow what a coin. I grasped the coin in my hand and simply asked, ?Tell me where your friends live?. Today?s goal was silver, silver, and silver. I suited up choosing my cover wisely for the territory I was about to explore may be loaded with hostiles.
I fired up the Green Hornet checking all essential safety features, defense weaponry and away I went.
Once at the park I surveyed the land and everything was a go, I unleashed the DFX. I choose the standard coin program with VSO. Where were those Barbers at? I got a great signal at +14VDI 4? down, the graph was at the top the +14 didn?t even budge. Now I knew this was no Barber, but what if? In the past I had bench tested a white gold ring and this signal was about as close as they come. BANG, spotting the yellow metal right away I said to myself, ?could this be?. Once it was in my hand I had no doubts.
The rest of the hunt proved very frustrating, where was the silver. I pulled a few quarters at 5? and a couple of weaties. As my cover was holding I burned with determination but my arm was starting to give out. Wanting to fight another day and feeling a strong sence of victory I packed it up and took off in the Hornet.
I fired up the Green Hornet checking all essential safety features, defense weaponry and away I went.
Once at the park I surveyed the land and everything was a go, I unleashed the DFX. I choose the standard coin program with VSO. Where were those Barbers at? I got a great signal at +14VDI 4? down, the graph was at the top the +14 didn?t even budge. Now I knew this was no Barber, but what if? In the past I had bench tested a white gold ring and this signal was about as close as they come. BANG, spotting the yellow metal right away I said to myself, ?could this be?. Once it was in my hand I had no doubts.
The rest of the hunt proved very frustrating, where was the silver. I pulled a few quarters at 5? and a couple of weaties. As my cover was holding I burned with determination but my arm was starting to give out. Wanting to fight another day and feeling a strong sence of victory I packed it up and took off in the Hornet.