The guy never spoke about being a gun owner, so I was excited to help. He tells me that it is a glock 9mm and describes it. I think cool g17. No problem. Easy pistol to strip and clean. He shows up after work looking like secret squirrel hiding national security documents. He drops it in my trunk, we chat for a minute and he leaves. I open the the plastic Kroger bag to find a Maverick Firearms 9mm.
I had never heard of this gun and had to google/bing to find it. I finally found a brief decription of how to take it apart (requires a hammer and punch), but I am not going to touch it. I don't want to pay him the $50 to replace it if it breaks. I locked the slide back and it looks to have dried pancake batter stuck to it. WTF?
When I return it to him I am going to make sure that he understands that just because a gun is big and black it is not a Glock.