My 16 ga. Win. Mod. 97, is the gun that started my lifelong interest in guns. When I was three years old, my uncle let me look at, touch, and admire his .16 ga. Win. mod.97. The first word I learned to spell, at three, was Gun, that I proclaimed "shotgun". My uncle told me that when I became 21 yrs. old, the 97 would be mine. something I anticipated, until I finally received it in 1972, at 41 years old. During it's long hard life the 97 was dropped in the snow by another uncle using it while hunting, and shot with snow in the bbl. which caused a bulge. the 97 was sent to the Simmons Co. to have the bbl. cut off, at the bulge, and a Polly Choke added. That old, hard used gun, void of any bluing, is still as tight as new, shoots like it, and enabled me to shoot a 25 in skeet, in one of the few rounds that I tried it in. It's not pretty, but it's one of my most prized guns. Excuse the long winded story.
Chubbo
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