As some SOFREP readers may be aware, I didn’t start my journey into firearms as a Glock guy – in fact, the first legitimate firearm I ever purchased was by trusty old 1911. It took time, and the constant badgering of men with tactical experience and proficiency I respected to convince me that I needed to try one out for myself. So, when the Generation 4 Glocks hit the market, I scooped myself up a nice, cheap Gen 3 Glock 19, and, much to the chagrin of all my 1911 toting buddies, I fell in love.
That isn’t to say that I don’t like my 1911 anymore. While the upvote/downvote culture of the internet might have you convinced that you have to choose between the Glock and the 1911, I’m here to tell you that buying into that kind of polarizing culture is foolish – shoot the stuff you like, and don’t worry about what the forums think. My 1911 feels like a piece of history, and my Glock? Well … it feels a bit like the Ford Mustang I used to work on in high school.
Long before I was a U.S. Marine, I was a punk kid with a Mustang GT and a Sears toolbox. My car was (arguably) the loudest, quickest, meanest ride in my little Vermont high school, and of course, that also meant I could only drive it a few months a year. Nitrous, bald tires, and snowy Vermont roads just don’t quite mix … but man, did I love that car.
My Mustang happened to be a ’96, which was the first year Ford switched to modular 4.6 liter V8 instead of the classic pushrod 5.0. It was underpowered but torque-y, and best of all, there was no shortage of aftermarket parts available to me and my grocery-bagging price range. Throttle body, exhaust, headers, lowering springs and eventually even used heads off of a newer, better flowing Mustang. I told myself it was driving the car that I loved, but in hindsight I think it was tinkering with it that really called to me. Half the stuff I did to that car didn’t really make it any faster (or only offered negligible gains), and I didn’t approach it with a tuning strategy like you have to when actually building a street-car, I just bought stuff online and spent my evenings throwing wrenches at the thing until it went back together, and then congratulating myself on another job well done.