Just a short tale about a brown Nylon 66. Back in the mid 70's we were farming a spot by the local airport, up and down both sides of the dirt/grass runways and a small field at the south end of the asphalt runway. Back in those days foxes weren't protected and I had spotted a pair of Reds several times near the field. I wanted a Red Fox pelt, grays were much more common.
Well, ol' bright boy me, took my saddle scabbard off my saddle and hooked it to one of the rear fender lights and tied the bottom to a hydraulic line and stuffed the 66 that was topped with a Weaver K2 in the leather scabbard and went to disking the soybean field. After 4 or 5 rounds I happened to notice my scabbard was swinging from the lower attachment and it was empty. At the other end of the field I found my Remington 66. The disk blades were 7 1/2" inches apart, the stock mostly withstood the blades with deep cuts 7 1/2" apart, but the barrel was bent with probably a 2" chord. Traded it a guy who tried to make a pistol out of it. Found another one at a hardware store, a trade in, had no sights for $20. Put another 'scope on it and did a better job hanging the saddle scabbard on the tractor fender.