I recall back nearly 50 years ago, a young fellow showed up at the Villa Louis Rendezvous, in Prairie Du Chien, Wisconsin with a chrome plated Thompson Center. Curly Gostomski called the young fellow over, and asked to look at the gun. Curly looked it over real careful, then asked the lad what he would take for it? He was named a price that was too high, but Curly went ahead and pealed off the money from his bankroll. He then walked off with the rifle, a curious crowd following. When he reached the bank of the Mississippi River, he took hold of the barrel, and threw it as far as he could out into the river. It's probably still buried in the mud out there. The young fella then knew the opinion of such things, and had a decent rifle after that.
Not disparaging the OP at all, just an event that took place at a rendezvous over the past years.