When I was a child, I had a pump up BB gun as well as a .22 rimfire. Around the time I got 8 or 9, I had decided that I was mature enough to go out on my own with the .22. I already could go out unsupervised with the BB gun so of course I could be trusted with a .22.
I pled my case to my dad and he said no, that I wasnt old enough. I tried to argue my point and he stifled the conversation by saying 'You can go out with any BB gun you want, but you're not taking the .22 out until you are older'.
Sooo... I set my mind to get the biggest and baddest 'BB gun' I could find.... and that happened to be an RWS model 36 I'd found in the back of a Field and Stream catalog. I picked beans that summer and sold coon hides that winter to save up for this 'BB gun'. I still remember counting out my money to my mom to write the check and send it in... that '6 to 8 weeks for delivery' seemed like an eternity.
When it came, I was totally unprepared for it. I was too small to cock it and had to put the butt on the ground and grab with both hands to break the barrel to cock. Looking back, it's fortunate that I got the 36, opposed to the 34 with no buttpad. I threw on my 4x15 rimfire scope with cheap mounts and of course that went over like a fart in church. It was heavy and unweildy, but it shot '1000fps' close to a .22 rimfire! (yes, I know...but I was 9 or 10 by then)
I went through a series of cheaper Chinese guns over those years and every time I smell a deiseling airgun, I'm reminded of those days.
I sold that RWS 36 when I was 16 and needed some cash...cars and girls had taken over and so away it went. Was an older fellow who was quite big and came from around Hendersonville answering my ad in the local sale paper. Years later after I had gotten out of the Army and back into airguns, I ran into that fellow again. He was Cecil Whiteside. I got to shoot my old 36 again and tried to buy it off him, but he resisted. When he passed away some years back, I went to the estate auction with the intent of buying that gun. I was on call for work and ended up getting a page and having to step out to log into my laptop to help a nurse get logged in...grrr... and of course, I missed buying back that gun.
I've since picked up another 36 for nostalgic purposes and I'd love to know who ended up with 'my' gun so I could tell them this story.
Currently, I live in an area where I can literally stand outside butt nekkid and fire my AR15 all day long but I still choose the majority of my shooting to be done with airguns.