Okay, Lisa . . . I just went into the room in this old farmhouse where the guns are kept. Admittedly, they are all long guns, as opposed to pistols, but I smelled the end of the barrels of nine of them, and the only one that had any noticible odor on it was the .22 that I shot just this morning at a nasty little varmint (raccoon), and it smelled like burnt gunpowder, just as James suggested. The others were all cleaned at the end of the hunting seasons last year, but I didn’t even smell the odor of the gun oil on them.