Wow, you guys scored big time.
My best was back about 1974. It was a winter day and snowy, but I wanted to test out a few loads before my wife went to work. She was a 2nd shift nurse and I had a few hours. But as fate would have it, the local PD was doing their quals that day at the public range. So they threw me out, not wanting any "mere civilians" to see how badly they performed. So I drove home, dejected. But it was OK because it kept on snowing. Overnight the snow had turned to a miserable drizzle. But rain melts snow.
So I left home early for the range, leaving my wife and the kid to suffer. When I got there, the range was predictably empty. As I walked out in the rain I noticed something shiny, then more. Overnight the moisture had somehow sprouted hundreds of once fired 357 Mag brass. It was everywhere. So I gave up shooting and went to scrounging. I finally ended up dumping the brass in the wells behind the front seat so I could keep on reusing my range box as I walked and crawled around, getting rich. It was riches beyond my fondest dreams. I'd been impoverished to the point where I felt fortunate to even have 50 empties, shot way more than once. But cops are rich, the city pays their ammo bill so they don't care (besides, the brass had melted its way into the snow so it was invisible.!)
But I still had some time, so I decided to put up a target and fire my test loads. That didn't work, either. When I got to the target stands I noticed bullets washing out of the backstop. Lots of them. Some were jacketed (I didn't care) but many were also lead.
I live and play among hillbillies. The more impoverished or lazy shoot at milk jugs. You've seen them, the one gallon kind. They were everywhere by the backstop. Many still looked like they'd hold deformed bullets. So I started picking them up and putting them in the perforated jugs. You can't carry a full jug of lead (the math seems to be lead weighs 12 or so times as much as water/milk, which is maybe 8.3#, so a gallon of lead is well over 100#). When you get a jug 1/4th full, its time to put it away and start another. I probably put 5 or 6 such jugs of lead in the car. Then I was cold, soaked, but as happy as I'd been in a while. So I went home to a wife and kid that weren't as understanding, but they were happy that I was happy.
I spent over a week of evenings decapping and resizing the brass. It held me for a few years with ease. I've still got some of the brass I loaded back then (I try to never waste anything.)
So if you ask what heaven will be like? It'll be an empty range full of once fired brass, with me free to pick it all up. I've been there!
