Something bad is happening… you have to go. Now. You grab one weapon… only one. What do you grab? I have a modest collection of arms, but I couldn’t grab all of them. I’d have to pick one. I suspect most of my readers are in the same boat. I’ll give you guys about 1 second to guess what my choice would be.
Mine is “Heather”… She’s a Remington 870 12 gauge, 18″ barrel with rifle sights, a side saddle shell carrier, and an extended magazine tube. Simple, robust, and about as good as it gets. Versatile doesn’t begin to describe her.
I have other Shotguns that are close second options. For example, my Mossberg 930SPX… the first Auto-loading fighting shotgun that has convinced me to accept an auto as a serious defense gun. I’ve owned several auto shotguns before… and none have stayed with me very long as they have all turned me off for different reasons. The SPX however, I’ve found no fault. It’s an amazing shotgun.
Yet I keep coming back to this old Police Trade-In that I picked up on a whim. The local PD traded in a bunch of these old cruiser guns and I sold all the others, keeping the absolute worst of the lot for myself as a project gun. I replaced every spring in the gun. I soaked the trigger group in solvent to get the years of gunk out of it. I put a tornado brush on the end of cleaned rod and chucked that in a DeWalt Cordless and to spin it… and used that to clean out the barrel and the magazine tube of all the rust and dried up crap that was in there. I scrubbed the receiver and barrel for an hour with oil and steel wool to get rid of the rust externally. But the stock, I left as it was. Beaten on, storied, marred, and worn. I hit the whole thing with Slipstream (and haven’t touched any oil to it since) and called it good. Casual testing showed that this gun is utterly reliable unless I screw up. The gun has something about it that I keep coming back to. It has character. I like that. Something about it… something intangible and inexplicable draws me to it. I have other 870’s… but this Retired Police Gun is the one I’d grab in that rushed moment.
Okay… in reality, I’d grab everything I could… But still. Tell me what is your Only One Gun, and why.