Not counting BB guns..

Right when I turned 18 I bought one of those collapsable "survival" rifles. I think Henry made them.

Not sure why they're called 'survival' rifles, because if you had to rely on one to survive, you'd be better off shooting yourself.

And even then, with a .22 you'd prolly just fug yourself up really bad and not get the job done.

On one hand it was cheap & accurate.

On the other:

It jammed every 2-3 rounds

It took 15 minutes and a screwdriver to pry the pieces out of the stock before even screwing it together.

When I went to clean it, I removed the side plate, and PING! All the springs & guts shot out like those snakes in a can and one of the tiny springs went right down the floor register and was gone for good.

I jammed what was left back in hodge-podge and sold it at the nearest pawn shop for $50.