When my best friend in life returned from New Year's leave in 1975, he brought back a nice .45 cal. hand built flint rifle, pouch and matching two horn set from near Fort Wayne, IN. I was very surprised as I knew he didn't have the money on that trip to buy a rifle. He explained he had gone to a meeting of the Kekionga Long Rifles and typically got there late. They kept the raffle open till he got there to buy a ticket. Once that was done, the tickets were extremely well mixed, but he won the raffle and brought them home. Since the tickets cost a buck apiece, that rifle became "The Dollar Rifle" from then to this day. He allowed me to fire that rifle for many years in local and national completion and left it to me in his estate.
A few years later when I was transferred to IN, another Kekionga Club member had a flint rifle that for some reason he could just not shoot well, even though it fit him well enough and he was not a bad shot at all. He wound up loaning the rifle to others to shoot and it seemed like everyone else shot it better than he could. So for polite company, he named the rifle "The Painted Lady," though in less polite company he used, shall we say, harsher language. Grin.
In unmentionable firearms, I'm working on a pistol Mjölnir III for myself. Yep, I grew up on Thor comic books in the 1960's, but also from a science fiction short story depicting one built by Frank A. Pachmayr and its owner was sent back in time to ancient Norway and became the original Mjölnir. I'm also working on "Walter Mitty Rifle II" for myself.
Gus