It's stupid how fast a gun collection grows on you.
I started out never thinking I'd own a gun, but then my neighborhood hit a sharp decline. :( Lots of drug dealers with pit bulls running loose, it didn't feel safe. More of a pit bull problem than a drug dealer problem.
So I bought my first gun, Beretta 92fs, 9mm, got proficient with it, and felt better for having it in the house. This was, oh, '98? '99 now?
Roll forward a few years, my grandfather passes away, leaves his guns to my dad. My dad has a massive heart attack and passes away, leaves that collection to me.
So the first thing I did was get grand dad's Remington 721 .30-06 bolt action cleaned up and made safe. Problem was it had a defect in the trigger and could just "go off". Armorer fixed that.
Then I'm looking at what dad had collected. He had this little .22LR Hi Standard Derringer, which was cute but useless.
The Ranger II has the opposite problem of the High Standard... it's a BRICK. Not really decent for concealed carry.
After I had MY heart attack, and decided that I needed to start carrying concealed, I got my permit and picked up a .380 that just DISAPPEARS when I'm carrying. You'd never know it was there, which should be the whole point of concealed carry.
But then THAT got me thinking, "Wait... let's do an inventory here..." All these guns from dad and grandad and no shotgun?
So picked up a Mossberg Shockwave to fill that gap.
So, yeah, all told, between dad's guns, grand dad's guns, and my guns, I've ended up with something like 13 or 14 of them? Pistols, rifles, competition target pistols, semi auto, bolt action, lever action, breach loaders... it's all covered.