Gents -- I don't know what kind of rifle stocks persimmon wood makes, but I do know that the fruit (to those who know how (when!) to eat it, makes the most exquisite dessert known to man. The Japanese translation, I'm told, translates to "food for the gods." These are the "sugar plums" referenced in Christmas songs . . .) Those sold in grocery stores (about the size of a tangerine) are mediocre; those that grow wild in Indiana (less than the size of a golf ball) are exquisite. I have a persimmon pudding recipe from my late grandmother, and if I were on Death Row, persimmon pudding would be the dessert of my last meal. (I know this has nothing to do with gun building; my apology. Editors: If you want to zap it, zap it. - paulallen, Tucson