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Back in 1974 my best friend and I were at the rifle range doing some shooting. He had a S&W Model 28 and I had my Super Blackhawk. Now, if you were into handguns at that time,you remember that the situation then is not what it is now. Handguns were scarce. Model 29`s were nearly unobtainable,as were nearly all S&Ws in a Magnum caliber.Well,we were finished shooting,and were loading up the car for the trip home. My buddy placed the Model 28 on his Pinto`s roof while he put the targets,etc., into the car. Thats the last time we say the Model 28. After we got home,he looked at me and asked wheres the Model 28? Then we realized he had left it on the car roof. We went back and spent hours searching the area,but never found his gun.Like I said,this was the era when Smith & Wessons were very hard to find. If I recall,his 28 cost around 135$ new,which was a lot for a 17 year old kid.
 
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A friend shot a ground hog in his yard with his Winchester Model 61 .22 Magnum. He set the gun on top of his wife's car and went to dispose of the carcass.

Just then, his wife came out, got in the car and took off for the grocery store. As she turned out of the driveway, the gun slid off and hit the pavement. He heard the racket, went to investigate and found the gun laying in the road.

I saw the gun a few months ago for the first time. Except for the damage, it was flat out new and would have been quite valuable. The forearm was broken, the toe of the stock and buttplate were missing a big chunk and there were deep gouges in the metal. The rear sight was bent and the front blade was broken.

I could tell your about the Police Sergeant who drove over another officers 870 that was laying in the department's parking lot, but I'll save that for another time!
 
I was shooting a couple of 22s on a mountain top strip job and was leaving when I was finished. On the way down the mountain
I suddenly realized I was missing my S&W M63. I made a sudden
turn around and rushed back to the place I was shooting and it was still there. I could image a hunter coming along and finding
it. I set a new record driving back to that site.
 
Back when I lived in Idaho, my friend Bryant did that same thing with the Ruger BH .357 that his dad had given him. It happened in the parking lot of the apartment complex he was living in, and naturally, when he went back and started asking around, nobody knew anything about it. His girlfriend felt so bad for him she bought him a brand new Ruger SBH. When he told his dad, his dad said that if that was the stupidest thing he ever does, then count himself lucky.
 
When I was a young man, my hunting & shooting buddy had a neat little Walther KKJ rifle in .22 Hornet. He left it on the roof of his Oldsmobile. Whoops! Stories like these are really painful.
 
In one of the Longmire books a man is tied off to a car bumper on the other side of the roof while he cleans a chimney. His grandson has a fight with his wife and she jumps in the car and heads to town. He is in insulated coveralls and the roads are icy but he is drug for over a mile. I have never read a more accurate and hilarious description of the perils of small town life.
 

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