An old gun, very old, bearing the myriad small honourable scars of almost several lifetimes' use. Chequering beginning to wear, browning on the damascus barrels just beginning to get a little thin, bores still spotless, no pits, no dents, opening smoothly with a gentle click as it cocks.
Closes with a dull click, still on the face after all those shots, no sign of a shake or a rattle. Smooth safety, risp and light triggers, still brings them down from on high. Sounds better than steel barrels, utterly comfortable on crook of arm or at shoulder.
Love that gun. That's the one in my avatar. 1892, still going very strong. Still with bores measuring the same as they did when it was last proofed in 1979.
Project your loving thoughts onto that gun, it's in for a tumbler peg replacement.