My father traded a newly purchased A-5 for a Remington 878, even. Dad said every time he threw that Browning up he was looking at the back of that hump. He didn't like the weight of the Browning either. He was an all-day quail hunter. I never saw him miss a bird with that 878. I have it in my gun safe where it will rest until I am gone. It was last fired in 1991 on his last hunt. I have that last quail mounted and sitting on the top of the gun cabinet.
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