This is the gun I grew up with, my dad still has it, and you are right, it is a shooter. It would digest everythings from CB shorts to Stingers.
Growing up on a farm, you never know when a .22 will come in handy. One of my jobs in the summer was cultivating soy beans and spraying them for weeds. I always caried this .22 on the fender of the tractor wrapped in a couple of bean sacks. Boy at the groundhogs, rabbits, crows, and wild dogs that old gun has taken down! They just don't make'm like that any more!