UR20Z
Dumpster Diver
Things was going *SO* well...
I've finished milling out 2 of the 3 80% AR15 lowers I got a week or so back, specifically as a "Fuck you, Joe and Kamala and Beto and Pelosi and Feinstein and any other politician who doesn't like it" concept. Love the idea of owning a rifle that "they" hate, but can't do a damned thing about since they don't have any idea it exists. (And before anybody starts screaming, yes, this is TOTALLY legal to do - With the exception of residents of either two or three states - mine ain't one of them - any American who wants to and isn't prohibited from owning a gun (convicted felons, mainly, though there are a couple other classes of folks who'd also be on the list) can do it without so much as a "mother may I?") So I bought 3 blanks, the jig and tooling needed, and once everything arrived, set to work on the task of turning aluminum "paperweights" into genuine "Ghost Guns" - so-called because they involve no government paperwork, and carry no serial numbers. (Although I *COULD*, should I be stupid enough to want to, put a serial number on them, doing so is something that's "recommended but optional", and won't be happening to mine - They're *INTENDED* to offend the sensibilities of "The Government", and very few things do that as well as a gun with no serial number.)
First one ended up just shy of perfect - some minor "chatter" marks from the last pass of the end mill on the floor, a couple of scratches here and there - your basic purely cosmetic defects that will have no effect on performance or longevity - just not as "pretty" as I'd hoped to have things turn out. Second one was MUCH better - Only one tool mark of any consequence - looks like the drill wandered slightly, leaving a tiny groove in one corner of the pocket that's too deep for the end mill to remove without throwing things out of spec. Like the tool marks on the first one, it's a cosmetic blemish that'll never be noticeable to anybody but me or somebody doing a VERY close inspection, and won't have any effect on the life or operation of the rifle.
Armed with the experience of the first two, went to work on the third this morning - Decided that with what I learned from the first pair, I could skip a step. A step which, on the other two, involved spending a bit more than an hour each drilling out a honeycomb-like pattern of 46 individual 1/8 inch holes an inch and a quarter deep to remove material that would otherwise need to be cut out with the end mill, thereby extending the useful life of the single highest precision and most expensive tool used in the process. Instead of drilling out all 46, careful stacking and tracing of the template plates let me figure out that I only REALLY need to drill out two of those 46 holes - because both of them are used as landmarks/pilot holes for bigger holes that get drilled in a later step. The other 44 get "eaten away" as part of two other steps in the process, both of which use good stout template plates for the actual placement of the holes. That part went fine, and knocked over an hour of not particularly difficult, but definitely tedious, work off the project. Got everything of the "rough-it-in" stages completed, including the two "bigger holes" that the two 1/8 inch holes locate, and couldn't tell that the "46 holes" step had been skipped - the result was identical in every way I could see to what I ended up with when I did do all 46 holes on the other two. So I started the finish work with the end mill. All was going well, and was, in fact, nearly done, when something went "CLACK", and the end mill simply *VANISHED*. ACK! Where'd it go!?!?!?!? Did it break off in the chuck? Teleport to the dark side of the moon? Evaporate into thin air? WTF happened???
Got to looking, and it had come out of the chuck... Oh, no... This ain't good at all. Did it break? Nope, can't feel any jagged stump - feels like the chuck is empty, in fact - WTF is going on? Go hunting, and find it on the floor. Looked it over - not broken. Looks perfectly fine, except that it's not where it should be... What the hell???
Long story short(er), apparently I didn't crank the chuck down tight enough, and so far as I can figure, a flute on the end mill caught one of the high spots it was supposed to be trimming away, and transformed from a cutter into a screw, twisting itself into the floor of the receiver, and ripping itself out of the chuck as it bit in, in the process, making a hole that it then fell through onto the floor under the drill press. In an instant, my beautiful third lower transformed from a perfectly milled (at least up to that point) receiver into a piece of unsalvageable junk. When the end mill made its escape, it ripped a hole in a location that's critical to proper function - No way to fix it. So now, this receiver is back to being what it started life as: an aluminum paperweight. Bummer... MAJOR bummer.
<sigh> Amazing how an instant of "not quite careful enough" can turn half a day's work into a piece of junk...
Oh well... As Meat Loaf said, "Two Outta Three Ain't Bad". And Joe, Kamala, Beto, Pelosi, and all the rest can STILL go fuck themselves!
I've finished milling out 2 of the 3 80% AR15 lowers I got a week or so back, specifically as a "Fuck you, Joe and Kamala and Beto and Pelosi and Feinstein and any other politician who doesn't like it" concept. Love the idea of owning a rifle that "they" hate, but can't do a damned thing about since they don't have any idea it exists. (And before anybody starts screaming, yes, this is TOTALLY legal to do - With the exception of residents of either two or three states - mine ain't one of them - any American who wants to and isn't prohibited from owning a gun (convicted felons, mainly, though there are a couple other classes of folks who'd also be on the list) can do it without so much as a "mother may I?") So I bought 3 blanks, the jig and tooling needed, and once everything arrived, set to work on the task of turning aluminum "paperweights" into genuine "Ghost Guns" - so-called because they involve no government paperwork, and carry no serial numbers. (Although I *COULD*, should I be stupid enough to want to, put a serial number on them, doing so is something that's "recommended but optional", and won't be happening to mine - They're *INTENDED* to offend the sensibilities of "The Government", and very few things do that as well as a gun with no serial number.)
First one ended up just shy of perfect - some minor "chatter" marks from the last pass of the end mill on the floor, a couple of scratches here and there - your basic purely cosmetic defects that will have no effect on performance or longevity - just not as "pretty" as I'd hoped to have things turn out. Second one was MUCH better - Only one tool mark of any consequence - looks like the drill wandered slightly, leaving a tiny groove in one corner of the pocket that's too deep for the end mill to remove without throwing things out of spec. Like the tool marks on the first one, it's a cosmetic blemish that'll never be noticeable to anybody but me or somebody doing a VERY close inspection, and won't have any effect on the life or operation of the rifle.
Armed with the experience of the first two, went to work on the third this morning - Decided that with what I learned from the first pair, I could skip a step. A step which, on the other two, involved spending a bit more than an hour each drilling out a honeycomb-like pattern of 46 individual 1/8 inch holes an inch and a quarter deep to remove material that would otherwise need to be cut out with the end mill, thereby extending the useful life of the single highest precision and most expensive tool used in the process. Instead of drilling out all 46, careful stacking and tracing of the template plates let me figure out that I only REALLY need to drill out two of those 46 holes - because both of them are used as landmarks/pilot holes for bigger holes that get drilled in a later step. The other 44 get "eaten away" as part of two other steps in the process, both of which use good stout template plates for the actual placement of the holes. That part went fine, and knocked over an hour of not particularly difficult, but definitely tedious, work off the project. Got everything of the "rough-it-in" stages completed, including the two "bigger holes" that the two 1/8 inch holes locate, and couldn't tell that the "46 holes" step had been skipped - the result was identical in every way I could see to what I ended up with when I did do all 46 holes on the other two. So I started the finish work with the end mill. All was going well, and was, in fact, nearly done, when something went "CLACK", and the end mill simply *VANISHED*. ACK! Where'd it go!?!?!?!? Did it break off in the chuck? Teleport to the dark side of the moon? Evaporate into thin air? WTF happened???
Got to looking, and it had come out of the chuck... Oh, no... This ain't good at all. Did it break? Nope, can't feel any jagged stump - feels like the chuck is empty, in fact - WTF is going on? Go hunting, and find it on the floor. Looked it over - not broken. Looks perfectly fine, except that it's not where it should be... What the hell???
Long story short(er), apparently I didn't crank the chuck down tight enough, and so far as I can figure, a flute on the end mill caught one of the high spots it was supposed to be trimming away, and transformed from a cutter into a screw, twisting itself into the floor of the receiver, and ripping itself out of the chuck as it bit in, in the process, making a hole that it then fell through onto the floor under the drill press. In an instant, my beautiful third lower transformed from a perfectly milled (at least up to that point) receiver into a piece of unsalvageable junk. When the end mill made its escape, it ripped a hole in a location that's critical to proper function - No way to fix it. So now, this receiver is back to being what it started life as: an aluminum paperweight. Bummer... MAJOR bummer.
<sigh> Amazing how an instant of "not quite careful enough" can turn half a day's work into a piece of junk...
Oh well... As Meat Loaf said, "Two Outta Three Ain't Bad". And Joe, Kamala, Beto, Pelosi, and all the rest can STILL go fuck themselves!