I admit it, I’m a crack whore for Hogue grips. Two in two weeks!
Seriously, these things are the intravenous heroin of grips. My opioid receptors have never been so abused. I’m so happy, I could do a little sick (although it would feel like the best sick I’ve ever done, I’m sure).
My dealer also sorted me out with Torx for the motor plate. He also feathered the motor plate slightly, for better fit. The latter was a free taste, which can only escalate.
Kidz! Don’t do Hogue!