I dropped a squirrel one time, shot from the hip, while the squirrel was jumping out of a tree. I hit him on the way to the ground. I could shoot that old Marlin 60, I could shoot rabbits on the run with it, I even nailed one after my cousin had missed it twice with a 20 gauge SxS skeet and skeet.


I've still got that old Marlin, and it still shoots like it means it.

You can roll a turd in peanuts, dip it in chocolate, and it still ain't no damn Baby Ruth.