Went to Colorado for vacation and my Dad gave me his old .22 pistol. He bought it in 1966, I thought he got it in the late 50's all my life, but found out differently this week. Anyways, nothing much, a Ruger bearcat 22. My brother stole it once in his "bad kid" days, and buried it in a field. Years after my Dad got it back, he had it cleaned up to remove the rust, but it was not refinished. So, long story short, it is now my pistol!
He originally bought it in his Air Force days, to shoot turtles he said. He was in Mississippi and the group of guys on base were supposed to shoot turtles every day. He said they only went once... Said the gun has probably had 3 boxes of ammo shot thru it since he owned it.
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He originally bought it in his Air Force days, to shoot turtles he said. He was in Mississippi and the group of guys on base were supposed to shoot turtles every day. He said they only went once... Said the gun has probably had 3 boxes of ammo shot thru it since he owned it.
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