I know no one cares about bb guns but here is another one.

1894 Spitin Image 
I've always wanted one but the prices are usually crazy high when they are in Excellent condition. I found one $118 with shipping a steal. Another sweet thing about this particular gun. It's the Sears Robuck variant with a scope rail. It's a little harder to find. Won't have to touch this one. Cleaned it up. A few drops of oil down the tube and a few in the oil hole. Set aside barrel up and it shoots like a new one. 
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Very intetesting. It does look just like an 1894. What year was it made? Is the stock wood?

I'm still researching this one but I think mid to late 60's. The stock is plastic but Excellent condition. They made a wood one. I'm not sure the year. Sears had them made by Daisy in the golden boy. And one with a octagon barrel along with several other variants. The Silver Buffalo Bill engraved. And god knows how many others Daisy made.
 
Who doesn't care about BB guns? I like all of your posts. It gets a little plain around here without you and some others. Lol! this ain't the Weihrauch Forum. I learned to shoot with an 1894. Shot the heck out of it. I didn't care for the tin plates. They don't look real. The 1894 is a "Spittin Image" 👍

My uncle gave me his son's (my cousin's) 1894 a few years ago. LIke 20 years ago! My cousin had taken very good care of his. And the box. Mine was destroyed many years ago by me and my brothers. I think my father bought it around 1963. I need a seal for it. I always think about shooting it someday. I will. Someday. 
 
My best buddy had one of those back in the early 60s. It was one of the guns you did not want to get hit with during the three or four year long airgun wars circa 1962 thru 1966. I remember they was some rough times back then for sure. I took the trigger spring off of my Red Ryder type gun so it would fire every time you cocked the lever so it shot faster than any of the guns in the group. But it did not hit hard like some of the guns a few of the other kids had. Even wearing two pair of pants did not stop the pain of being hit by those more powerful guns, although the thick coats we usually had on did. So many hours of sweet war and carnage there were, during the many warm summer nights, back then.

The wars ended abruptly though when my friend, with his 1894, got his glasses shot. I think he was peeping through the slot of the first floor of our three story tree fort when it happened. He was lucky and did not get injured other than a mark from a piece of glass hitting just below his eye. It was against the rules to shoot above the shoulders but things happen, in the moment, when you are at war. We were lucky they did not happen sooner or the wars would have stopped earlier and ruined our several years of dangerous fun. I don't remember the lie we told his parents but that was the end of the airgun wars and a step for all of us towards a better understanding of the repercussions of some of our actions. We never did shoot each other with our BB guns again. But we became mighty hunters of the great outdoors both day and night. The innocent ants, bees, grasshoppers, slugs and the occasional small bird paid the price for our wars ending too soon, and turning us into hunters, and the price they paid was high indeed.


 
I’m pretty sure a late 70’s model of that gun was my first BB gun. I got when I was about 7. When everyone I knew had a RR, I honestly thought back then there were like 5 kinds of air guns, I got that one. It was different, you put bbs in the actual gun’s loading port, then pull down the tab to fill the mag, then cock it, then pull back the hammer. Definitely not a RR, but I don’t remember it shooting faster than my friends and cousins, but I remember it being pretty accurate. I probably got it because my grandpa had a 32-20 real version.

If my parents had found out I shot at someone, you can pretty much write that exercise and yourself off, but I have a friend that used to do stuff like that with his buddies. I do remember trying to hit turtle heads in the ponds on my grandpa’s farm, with my cousin, and shooting cicadas off the bottoms of pecan tree branches. They seem to like to hang upside down.

I shot that thing till the BBs only went about 30 feet before hitting the ground, then it went in the trash. My step dad’s father got me a like new plastic RR, from a garage sale for $2, for my birthday. It still had the tape price tag on it, I was glad to have it, and carried on with that. 
 
I think a lot of the tin plates had more power than an 1894. But I didn't care. My gun looked real. I used to line up small targets and shoot at them. If I hit, take a step back. If I was missing, take a step forward. Eventually got good at judging trajectory. I could usually see the BB's in flite. Shooting at bubbles and things floating downstream in the creek from up on the bridge. Shoot from a bench? What for ? Anybody can shoot from a rest. I wanted to shoot in the real world. Like cowboys and hunters! That's what I remember about my trusty 1894. 

I used to take it apart and put it back together again. I don't remember why. That's just the way I was. I took everything apart to see inside. Sometimes Dad questioned that but I think he understood my interest. I'll never forget his commenting that I would take a wheelbarrow apart to see how it worked! Still cracks me up. He was right.

By age fourteen I was nudging in front of him to operate the lathe and metal shaper or milling machine in our farm workshop. Nearly every time he started a project I took over and finished it. That was one of the links we always maintained through those tumultuous teen years. I knew he respected the skills I was developing. I did want to please him in spite of my many "monkey business" endeavors. 
 
The first bb gun, or any gun, that I ever played with, was one of these with a wooden stock late 60's, early 70's. I thought it was so cool because my older brothers had the real deal and the Red Ryder always looked like a joke to me, even at 6 years old. I have always wondered who had made it. We had a lot of fun with that gun. Cool post!

Edit: Man, my memory is going I guess, it sucks getting old! I really remember the gun having a wood stock, but according to that list, it was probably plastic.
 
I had a 1894, plastic stock. Probably had it between 1968 and 1972 though memory might be playing tricks. Very reliable and well built for a bb gun. Beat tar out of the red rider.

Yes, it sucks getting old. Legs gone, mind following. Not even retired yet. Bench shooting is about all I can do, holding the gun off hand isn't even in the equation. Just seeing the pictures made me remember when I could do all that stuff and didn't have a care in the world except pouring the bb's from the target box back into the gun. I reused everything.

Good memories these!