<html><head></head><body><div style="color:#000; background-color:#fff; font-family:HelveticaNeue, Helvetica Neue, Helvetica, Arial, Lucida Grande, sans-serif;font-size:16px"><div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1462376020317_14598">Yes, I know this os off topic but not when It comes to WW II history. My dad was an involuntary participant</div><div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1462376020317_14598" dir="ltr">in that war. He left me several relics and none more quaint than a .25cal automatic. It's actually a .623 Chek-</div><div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1462376020317_14598" dir="ltr">Duzek. Several years ago I thought I could make a buck selling it but at a recent local gun show the several</div><div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1462376020317_14598" dir="ltr">dealers I contacted had no idea what it was or it's value. What I had read gave a range up to $700. These defuuses</div><div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1462376020317_14598" dir="ltr">wanted to pay me next to nothing. Being that Jacksonville isn't a great storehouse of knowledge about such things </div><div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1462376020317_14598" dir="ltr">I didn't take the bait. Of course, apparently my dad was more concerned about having a small gun than one of obvious</div><div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1462376020317_14598" dir="ltr">value such as the Baretta he traded for the Chek Duzek. Good enough for a boy from a West Virginia "hollar".</div><div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1462376020317_14598" dir="ltr">So, I have three .22 rifles, one .22 pistol, three ,22 rifles, two .32 ca; pistols (one antique) the Chek Dusek, and a .38cal</div><div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1462376020317_14598" dir="ltr">pistol!! My Great Grandfathers 16 gauge shot gun and my own single shot Winchester 16 gauge my dad bought</div><div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1462376020317_14598" dir="ltr">for me at age EIGHT. We lived in a small town with the Ohio River one one side and hills behind our house. An older buddy</div><div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1462376020317_14598" dir="ltr">and I trooped around town carrying these "bazookas" and 10 minutes later would be on the side of a hill</div><div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1462376020317_14598" dir="ltr">blasting cans or trees. I imagine if we would have had a gas can we might have filled it with gas and blasted it.</div><div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1462376020317_14598" dir="ltr">The same friend made pistols out of galvanized pipe, shove a "Silver Salute" in, drop a marble in the barrel light it</div><div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1462376020317_14598" dir="ltr">and pray it wouldn't blow up. Almost as exciting as driving top down in my '74 TR 6 at 45 or 50 down a city street</div><div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1462376020317_14598" dir="ltr">talking to the driver beside you about him having a TR 6 way back when I slobbered for one and how much it meant to him.</div><div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1462376020317_14598" dir="ltr">We've ALL had that experience I'm sure!!! I kinda got TR 6 into that long story to make it turn out legit:)))</div><div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1462376020317_14598" dir="ltr"> </div></div></body></html>