I remember being about 7-8 years old, cutting firewood in the mountains with my dad. one of his closest friends would always go up with us, they both had built 4x4s and we would have a little fun first. well this one time my dad's friend brought his new firearm to show off, it was a torus 454 raging bull. took my dad a bit convincing to let me shoot it (with help of course), but he finally broke. With two loaded just for me, I didn't really know what to expect. after a pull of the trigger and a close follow up shot I was just amazed. the power and adrenaline I felt, along with the rotten stump I shot seeming to explode before my eyes.. it was awesome, and I've been hooked ever since. the following Christmas I received my first 22 rifle a marlin model 60.