America sure has changed since Bucky was growing up if that's half-accurate, not that he thinks it is. He knows there are still plenty of Americans who've never touched a gun in their lives, especially one like this.

"I served. US Army." He's sure as hell not an enthusiast and his pockets are as shallow as they've always been.

"Don't think I ever touched a gun until I enlisted, though." Not that anyone who'd served with him would've guessed it. He'd been a great shot from almost the beginning. A natural at handling firearms, they'd told him, and even now they still feel like an extension of himself.

"This isn't exactly a civilian gun, either."