For my 11th birthday I was given a .22 rifle. That rifle is sacred to me as it was originally given to my grandmother by my grandfather allegedly for her to fire at birds raiding her garden. In the last 39 years I have kept in in its original condition, firing it only with iron sites even when not practical. Tonight I won a bid on gunbroker for an identical .22 rifle. This rifle will be the one I experiment with and will, in time wear a new piece of stock wood that followed me home from Cook Woods about two weeks ago. It is a maple with some light fiddleback. It is just fancy enough to be appealing but not so fancy as to scare me from making mistakes on a first time checkering attempt. Cant wait to start this project.