With the exception of one (a CSP Commemorative Python that technically belongs to my son), just about all my handguns are working guns, not safe queens. I suppose I'm the sort of person who, like Jay Leno, would drive my Deusenberg now and then if I could afford one in the first place. It's like the P-51s you see at the air shows. These things were made to send lead downrange, or to outrun and outlast every car on the road (Duesenberg's motto) or to fly really, really well, and there's something sad about them sitting silent in a safe, or a secure storage garage, or a museum, collecting dust. I'm sure there are other viewpoints, but that's mine.