The first one I remember shooting was my Grandpa's Savage Model 24 .22/.410. When my kid brother and I would be taking turns shooting it, I used to get a kick out of slipping in a .410 shell, flipping the selector down and seeing how big my brother's eyes got when he squeezed the trigger. The first .22 I owned I bought at Wal-Mart with safety bonus gift certificates we got at work for each quarter worked without an accident. Both guns still reside at my home.
