My mother gave my father a Winchester Model 67 single shot .22 rifle for Christmas, 1946. I was less than three months old. Dad used his .22 to slaughter hogs and shoot cottontail rabbits. I hunted with it as a boy, teen, and man, killing a bunch of cottontails with it. Dad gave me his .22 when I turned 16.


A few months ago, I took Dad's .22 to the range for some plinking fun. To see if Dad's .22 still shoots straight, I set a target up at 25 yards and took a shot. In the photo below, you'll see that first shot on the target. I think you'll understand why I didn't take any more shots at that target. Dad's .22 is still a tack driver!

Winchester Model 67 in .22 Long Rifle, Long, & Short.






The Target


Thanks for looking at my dad's .22 single shot rifle.

God bless,
Birdgun