I bought one of these little critters a couple of weeks ago and can't believe the fun I am having with it. Time was when every barn in the midwest (nearly) had one of the originals leaning against the door jam to dispatch varmints. I remember them full of paint and rust. I saw this one in a gunshop and bought it without doing any research just because of the way it made me feel.
This is one of the modern version, and was on the clearance rack because it wasn't selling. I bought it, and have shot nothing else since. I have a number of rimfires, and am sure that I will use the more sophisticated ones again soon, but for now taking a walk in the woods with this gun is like spending time with an old friend.
I got the .22 long rifle version, and don't plan to get any others. I suppose if I see another in .22 mag and it is calling out to me like this on it may go home with me as well. I have a mental picture of teaching future grandchildren to shoot using this little rifle. Must be getting sappy in my middle years.
Anyone else admit to having one of these? How is it working out for you? Inquiring minds want to know.
