I bought mine out of the back of a trunk at a gun show in 1987. It looked like it had been dragged by a log chain off the back bumper. The guy told me he and his brothers had been sharing it for 10 years and sent him to town to sell it so they could get something better. I spent the winter cleaning it up and found it was an extremely accurate rifle. This was my favorite long-distance whitetail whomper until I coughed it up to #3 son about 8 years ago. He's in love with it.
I called mine the .30 Briar Light Magnum.
Meanwhile, #2 son, Moose, was gifted a 570 (same but rarer) that had been a closet queen in some grandpa's bedroom. I cleaned some surface rust off and gave it to him. Both guys have never really thought about another deer rifle since.