I was in the man cave yesterday cleaning some long iron, reminiscing, listening to some Neil Young and Crazy Horse. I was living in Idaho during the mid 70s. Lots of bird hunting going on and I mean LOTs. The upland game hunting in Michigan had about dried up by then (remember pheasants in SW MI in the heyday?) When I came back to visit I would scour the newspaper (Kalamazoo Gazette) and buy Brownings at some decent prices; take them back to Idaho and make some money. Those were my "gun running days" This is the only one I kept. A light 12. The last one I sold was a Sweet 16 :banghead: I wanted to keep a 20, 16 and 12, but back in those days it was too much $$ to invest and keep, (my wife said ). I kept a 12. I'm guess this is about 40 years old. I didn't hunt with it too much as I think I knew even back then I should keep it pretty. My 870 Wingmaster in 20 ga, 3 inch full choke took care of about anything we hunted with the exception of geese and allowed me to put the Browning away.