Actually, I had never really shot an Angel that I liked enough to get one until I played with a kid's Adrenalin today with a Cobra blade trigger...it felt like stepping out of a hot 10 minute shower, drinking a martini, eating a sauteed flounder topped with crabmeat and Hollandaise sauce, getting in a hottub, then getting laid. I couldn't pod fast enough it seemed...and they just kept walking off the field in front of me. It's been a while since I have been in that state of utter lust and love with a gun.