This is my Savage 99 chambered in .300 Savage. This specimen sports the at-the-time groundbreaking rotary magazine. My grandpa carried this rifle for 50 years, killing countless deer. On his 81st birthday, with heart and health failing him, he shot his last deer. Because of his pacemaker, he couldn't keep his rifle steady, and he filled that little doe full of holes. I was 10 at the time, and my dad told me to go help grandpa with his deer. Disgusted with himself, Grandpa handed his rifle to me and said, "This is yours now." I took it out for nostalgia's sake last year and killed my biggest buck ever with it. Grandpa's rifle is still one heck of a gun.