Love this!
When mine washed ashore it showed no signs of immersion in water for 4 years. No algae, no slime, no barnacles, and the price tag was there just like new. The old pre Biden Inflation price that is. Hell, I could sell it tomorrow and make a handsome profit.
However, the Gun Gods whispered in my ear and said, “if you do that!” “The wrath of bad ballistics, strong crosswinds, bad primers, fouled barrels, drizzling rain with sleet on hunting days and cancerous rust shall descend on you and your weapons as you deserve none if you sell the sacred item.” The Gun Gods also mentioned that at precisely one minute past the end of hunting season the most magnificent buck that ever walked the earth will present itself against the fading light of near dusk a mere 75 yards away and my hunting partner is the game warden. The Gun Gods are kind to kindred souls but their punishment for transgressions will rend one’s soul.