Yeah, well, I had moved to a city for a spell in the early `90s, so I loaned my K-22 to the next-door neighbor's kid who was trying to improve his handgun shooting (and who had some rattly-old H&R). A few years later, he was living off-campus in college; his apartment was burglarized and the K-22 was stolen.
Still chaps my ass. But the new ones are out of my price range, for now, and the used ones aren't much cheaper. (Sure am glad that I hung onto my 6" Model 19.)
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