One Hundred Thousand is a lot of anything. It’s enough cash to buy a Porsche, put a down payment on a house, or buy enough ammunition for a while. It was for many decades the senior-citizen age for automobiles, 100,000 miles, unless you owned a Volvo, which are like some Middle Earth race invented by Tolkein: the Volvos are born elderly but never die.
100,000 words is about the size of a short novel or nonfiction book (or a Neal Stephenson short story).
Over the weekend, the content of WeaponsMan.com passed 100,000 words.
That’s in under two months. At this rate we could be somewhere in between War and Peace (560,000 words) and Atlas Shrugged (645,000) by year’s end. Well, in size, anyway.
Kevin was a former Special Forces weapons man (MOS 18B, before the 18 series, 11B with Skill Qualification Indicator of S). His focus was on weapons: their history, effects and employment. He started WeaponsMan.com in 2011 and operated it until he passed away in 2017. His work is being preserved here at the request of his family.
