Remington 878 semi that was lent to me by an uncle. Shot a green wing teal on the St Lawrence river in early autumn of 1989, when I was 17. Took it on an overhead shot as it swung high, and I distinctly recall hunting around for it when it landed in the shoreline weeds behind me. Followed that up soon after with my first goose, which was a low passing shot. The 878 has a full choke and a 30 inch barrel, and the #4 lead absolutely crumpled the goose. I was shocked at how hard it went down. And yes, I still have it, but I don't use it.