A friend in Colorado had one. Yeah, its a beast.
Honest to God, back in 2002 there used to be a scrawny security guard kid at the Arizona Department of Revenue downtown Phoenix on the capitol mall (where business owners would often que up to pay their monthly extortion). He couldn't have weighed more than 140 lbs. soaking wet, and still had peach fuzz on his face instead of whiskers. And instead of a 6-shot .38 revolver, or even a Glock,...this punk was wearing a .45WinMag L.A.R. Grizzly on his boney hip. I swear, it looked like he listed to starboard, that anchor was so heavy.
I normally feel quite secure around armed people, but this kid made me nervous. He either was an accomplished pistolero who was capable of mastering this cannon (unlikely), or (more likely) he was simply enamored with it from some movie he watched and just HAD to have it, and probably hadn't put more than a single box of ammo through it,...mostly blasting cinder blocks and watermelon for giggles,...and if ever had to draw it and use it for real, was more likely to perforate everyone within line of sight OTHER than the targeted perpetrator. I was truly in awe that some guard agency let him carry that sucker. When I used to work for several security outfits when I was in my 20's, they wouldn't even consider letting me pack my 1911 (which I was actually proficient with) and restricted me and all other guards to 1950's 6-shot revolvers.
