This is the reason I have a stash of old A5 autos. Some of the best memories. I remember my first one was with a New England single shot 12. The one memory that stands out the most was when I got my first buck. I was shooting a pump and when he came out I shot three times. He fell down, struggled and got back up heading into a thicket. I told my dad what happened when he came up and he said I should have shot hike again. I said, I would have if I had more shells. Long story short, I got so exited that I was ejecting an unspent shell in between shots so there were two unshot shells on the ground. Luckily the dogs ended up baying him for me to finish it.