I purchased a civilian model Hi-Power. Serial # 7879. Brilliant blue finish, yellow? Grips. walnut? Tiny little sights. NEW! The story, a Civil Engineer bought it from a London Gun Shop. Who specialized in guns taken out of England.
Such as Sterling Sub Machine Guns, that ended up in rubber plantations in Borneo.
He was heading for a two-year contract on a Brit Army base Gibralter? Not sure. It had the hammer with the hole in it, Commander hammer? The story told to me by the young Salsman in the Withy Grove Gun Shop in Manchester England in 1960? The first day at work, the Engineer strolled on to the base, with a loaded, locked and cocked pistol, in shoulder holster!
"Excuse me, sir, are you an Officer?" No answer had the pistol off to the armoury, lovingly kept by the staff, for the two years he was there, never fired, brand new.
This Gentleman was an arrogant toff! On arriving back in Manchester, he applied for licensing to keep this new pistol, Police refused his request, off to be sold, on consignment. Where I saw it, browsing the store. The price tag read Twenty Pounds!! $40.00? in 1960. It came with 3 civilian, deep blue magazines, and a really nice shoulder holster.
"Is this the deposit?" I asked. Asked outside of the shop, I got the story.
It was on consignment, the shop set the price, they took 10%. He was a nasty man, moaned and groaned about the Army/Police and anyone else including the owner of the store! He really PXXXXX off the store owner!
Off home to borrow the money from my Dad, pick up my registration book.
And head back. Many adventures with that gun, had a buddy (Mate!) build me a fabulous polished wooden case, fitted, locked down green beige blocks, for my cheap .22 Star target pistol, a Chief Special .38 Snub Nose, and the Hi-Power (target pistol honest Officer) (Constable) it sailed with my Family to Australia/Canada. Stolen in a robbery when I was out of the Country, they burned the door off a 1700lb Brinks Safe.
I loved that Browning.
Such as Sterling Sub Machine Guns, that ended up in rubber plantations in Borneo.
He was heading for a two-year contract on a Brit Army base Gibralter? Not sure. It had the hammer with the hole in it, Commander hammer? The story told to me by the young Salsman in the Withy Grove Gun Shop in Manchester England in 1960? The first day at work, the Engineer strolled on to the base, with a loaded, locked and cocked pistol, in shoulder holster!
"Excuse me, sir, are you an Officer?" No answer had the pistol off to the armoury, lovingly kept by the staff, for the two years he was there, never fired, brand new.
This Gentleman was an arrogant toff! On arriving back in Manchester, he applied for licensing to keep this new pistol, Police refused his request, off to be sold, on consignment. Where I saw it, browsing the store. The price tag read Twenty Pounds!! $40.00? in 1960. It came with 3 civilian, deep blue magazines, and a really nice shoulder holster.
"Is this the deposit?" I asked. Asked outside of the shop, I got the story.
It was on consignment, the shop set the price, they took 10%. He was a nasty man, moaned and groaned about the Army/Police and anyone else including the owner of the store! He really PXXXXX off the store owner!
Off home to borrow the money from my Dad, pick up my registration book.
And head back. Many adventures with that gun, had a buddy (Mate!) build me a fabulous polished wooden case, fitted, locked down green beige blocks, for my cheap .22 Star target pistol, a Chief Special .38 Snub Nose, and the Hi-Power (target pistol honest Officer) (Constable) it sailed with my Family to Australia/Canada. Stolen in a robbery when I was out of the Country, they burned the door off a 1700lb Brinks Safe.
I loved that Browning.