Back in the early 70's I met an elderly gent with an heirloom collection of vintage rifles. They were accumulated by an ancestor and passed down thru his family generations. It was his turn to care for them, and in his mind,that meant shooting them. Every single one was an example of the riflebuilder's art, obviously owned by more well-to-do folks. It was a thrill to watch him shoot them; he never brought the same rifles to the range. It was an honor of a lifetime to actually be invited to shoot any of them whenever he was at the range. I'll wager that I've fired more original rifles, mostly flintlocks, than anyone else here. It set the stage for my lofty goals to have a custom rifle someday. Meanwhile my Dad built a .40 cal percussion rifle & I have it today. I went on to shoot many more rifles belonging to friends and fellow shooters, but it was one day when a cranky old guy, the father of 2 of my my buddies, cussed me out and told me that I needed to go get a rifle of my own. I didn't have Dad's rifle yet, and my Gallagher breechloader didn't count for much. He was a snooty old opinionated guy who would gripe at the other guys who had commercial rifles like TC & Lymans, but nobody paid him any mind ... except for me. My first rifle was a lefty flintlock .50 cal GPR. I was proud of it, having stripped & reshaped the stock & refinished it - nevertheless the old guy gave me his own brand of verbal disapproval. After I fired my rifle a few times & passed it around for the others to try, the old man finally shut up. Nevertheless, I was really upset - the rifle shot as well as any there, and I stood in front of the old man & told his sons that I was proud of my commercial gun & maybe they needed to leave the cranky geezer home next time. They did, and I never saw him again. About a year or so later he died of a stroke & its' complications, aggravated by old age. I felt badly about it, since, although he never had a good word to say about anyone or anything, he did somewhat serve, in a backhanded way, as motivation to do better.
Today, I have accumulated several rifles, all commercially made. I built a couple of smoothbores, and I have the rifle my Dad built. I'm satisfied with the way they all shoot, and offer them to anyone at the range to try out. I've never had anyone refuse any of my rifles because they weren't "good enough".