bench, my bro had a .45 USP.. sadly my mother threw it away when he left..
I remember crying like a little wuss when my brother took me to a range in Columbus, Ohio.. I even got to fire his SLR, and a remington .308 rifle(7.62 x 51) sniper rifle.. I cried like a baby as I was like only 12 at the time.. and he laughed. I think I even fired his SKS.
My brother knew a Tamil Tiger(Sri Lankan resistance group member) that had a stash of weapons in Ohio. Dude had an mp5 fully autto, an m4 and 3 ar-15s.. He he a sig sour, taurous .9mm, hk, glock and some many other firearms.. Crazy dude. A guru to my brother and many gun crazy white boys too.
Sadly my brother sold all his shit and abandoned the hobby all together and I was left with silly knowledge of firearms though I have none in my posession. Pathetic, huh?