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    Machine Gunner Teufelhund's Avatar
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    My first gun was an H&R Topper Junior .410. It was a hand-me-down from my brother, who had managed to knock the bead sight off of it long before. It was beat all to hell, but being my first gun, I loved it like it was solid gold. A lot of tree rats and rabbits fell before that little break-action .410, no bead sight needed. It wouldn't quite reach out and touch a dove, so it was eventually replaced with a Mossberg 500 when I turned 14. I'm not sure what happened to the Topper, but I think dad passed it on to my nephew when I left for boot camp.
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    My first gun was also a .410 break open without the bead sight. It had a broken wooden stock that somebody glued back together and painted black. That thing is 113 years old this year and still kills squirrels just fine. Thank God that my family still has that gun. I am going to pass it on to my daughter when she is old enough to shoot. EDIT: Forgot to add that the original firing pin fell out long ago and my father filed down a nail to make the new firing pin. Such an awesome POS.
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    My first gun was an H&R Topper Junior .410. It was a hand-me-down from my brother, who had managed to knock the bead sight off of it long before. It was beat all to hell, but being my first gun, I loved it like it was solid gold. A lot of tree rats and rabbits fell before that little break-action .410, no bead sight needed. It wouldn't quite reach out and touch a dove, so it was eventually replaced with a Mossberg 500 when I turned 14. I'm not sure what happened to the Topper, but I think dad passed it on to my nephew when I left for boot camp.
    Last edited by josh7328; 01-17-2013 at 15:46.
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