Confessions of a Glock 19: It’s Lonely at the Top

Like most Austrians, I try to keep it low key. You know, abide by the whole “keep your mouth closed and let your work do the talking” thing. But it hasn’t been easy. You see, from the moment I hit the scene in 1988 my detractors have done their best to discredit me. They’ve called me every dirty name in the book: tactical Tupperware, the brick, and my personal favorite, the McPistol. But after 36 years on the market I’m known simply as the GOAT. 

That’s right, it’s me, the Glock 19—the pistol people love to hate. 

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