Some guys are self-deprecating because they set themselves such high standards. I reckon that must be the case with our new FTT brother Birage, who sent me these four most excellently skillfully hand rolled creations, with a lengthy note to say what a poor roller he conceives himself to be. You make the call. Firm throughout; punched in the cap; easy draw; shiny skins; consistent dimensions. Nice robustos.
Got veins going round the barrels rather than along the staves, is the worst I can say. Easily remedied. No deal breaker.
They smell damn Pennsylvania maduro, I can tell you that. I look forward to a toasty experience here, so as they rest up to reach proper case.
My mail box has been busy these days.