My very first air rifle when i was fourteen. Mine never had a foresight but after a lot of hours and god only knows how many boxes of bulldog pellets i got quite good with it. The poor old girl got loads of abuse, with all sorts of makeshift ammunition and the usual WD40 trick in search of more power, but it took it all and accounted for starlings, woodies, sparrows and rats and not forgetting a few of my poor old mums pegs.