A late friend of mine had three trips to Viet Nam as a medic and amazingly never got a scratch, although the people he dealt with often had much worse that that. As he set foot back on US soil for the last time [he never left the Lower 48 again for the rest of his life] he promised himself that he would thereafter exercise his right buy a gun whenever he felt like it, but it would be at least one per month, for the rest of his life.
This he did, he was, after all, a man of his word, In fact, some months went buy when at least two took his fancy, sometimes, three.
I used to ask him how many guns he actually had, and he replied that he'd actually lost count sometime in the mid-80's but it was a 'considrubble amount'. He passed away in 2020, leaving behind, we think, something like 1800-2000 guns of all kinds - a reasonable collection that was quickly and discreetly dispersed to deserving folks of his acquaintance.
Sad to say, none of these guns would have passed muster here, since they were all c*r*r*d*e shooters, but he was a happy man, for sure.