Today's installment of dumb-luck theater stars some two dollar each (forgot S&H!) teeny dowel pins, lots of stuff on the floor, and a blatant disregard for common sense.
Tried to be sneaky, slit the bag open on one side... Bad move, makes controlling the pins worse. Easier to cut the bag end so there is a straight end on both sides of the bag. You would be surprised on how little of a lip can flip a teeny dowel pin out to the (cluttered) floor. Tink, tink, tink...
OK, trimmed the bag, nice and easy, now. Tapped the dowels into the H&I die just a skosh too far, the biggest nose punches won't fit. Instead of being smart (who nose sizes .45 caliber boolits? not me) I decide to tap one out and reset both pins... Tink, tink, tink....
Arrgghhh. Got out another and tapped it to the right depth. Redding bushing seats nicely in the Lyman .501 H&I die. Dug out the 7/16 thin washers, I think I figured out a simple way to hold them and use an abrasive belt to reduce the diameter from .750 to @ .725....
Just waiting for something to catch, and watch a silver ring arc across the basement...