This is my rifle. There are many like it. But, this one is mine.
My collection of U.S. martial arms begins with an 1803 Harper's Ferry rifle (replica), a Springfield 1863 rifled musket (replica), M1888 rod bayonet Springfield, M1898 Krag-Jorgensen rifle, M1903A1 Springfield, USMC M1942 Sniper's Springfield, Springfield M1 Garand, M1C Sniper's Garand, M1D Sniper's Garand, M14 and M21 Sniper's-clones, and M16A2 and XM177E2-clones.
I also have my inch and metric FALs, CETME and H&K G3SG-1 Sniper's clone, Yugo Kar98k, Indian 2A1, Russian SKS-45, and AKM SAR-1, SAR-2, and SAR-3.
Thr AK's and AR/M16 guns are fun to shoot, but they don't begin to exude the character of the symphonies in wood and steel of the main battle rifles.
I really get a laugh a the guys with their intermediate calibers and the "Bambi Slayers" with their scoped wonder rifles and .30-30 brush guns when I pull an MBR from its case. They have some ideas that the MBR can't shoot (in truth it's they that can't) and the rifle isn't sexy like theirs (beauty is in the eye of the beholder).
I tell them that my rifle is a tool; it was built to work under conditions theirs rarely see. It was built to work EVERY time. It was built to function with minimal maintenance. It was the difference between life and death for the man that carried it into harm's way.
And then the old war horse gets to show it's stuff and the smirks and laughs change to wonderous disbelief. The old war horse belches fire and recoils and a nice, tight shot group follows.