Pouring my own.

[Capt Quirk]

When I was a youngin,  my friend and I would go to the rifle range at a local park. When it was empty,  we would hit the dirt banks behind the targets for fired slugs to use with our wristrockets.

[Chance]

Thanks, guys. Just thought I'd check as I've been offered some. The guy at the tyre shop melts them to make sinkers for his fishing. I sorted the steel ones out of the bunch with a magnet.

Chance