I remember seeing it on the wonderful toy and game aisle at the local TG&Y, but I already had an airgun. The BBs, pellets and CO2 cartridges were further down the same aisle.
I wonder how many BBs I burned through in my youth. The Crosman BBs came in "milk carton" containers, while Daisy used the yellow and black cardboard tubes of multiple sizes. I hated the little pocket packs of BBs that looked like ketchup packets. Those always ripped in unpredictable ways and spilled half the contents.
I picked up a long BB-gun, loaded a pocketful of BBs and wandered the open acres of trees—looking to "score" a few noisy crows that flocked in our backyards.
Never fired a shot, and never even saw one, in the many hours I carried that BB gun! How did they know?
I remember those well. Who didn’t want a Crossman 714?