I’m smiling because the very first handgun I owned and shot when I was in college was a Titan .25. A guy I worked with needed cash so I gave him his asking price of $50.
I bought a box of Remington FMJ, and took it out back of my Fathers place.
I worked scrap metal to pay for college, and had a bunch of old appliances I was stripping out so I could get my $20/ton😳 when I hauled them.
I used spray paint to paint a target on the side of a refrigerator, dutifully paced off 10 steps, used my best Jeff Cooper Weaver stance I had read about in all the magazines, and fired off all 6...and didn’t hit the damm refrigerator once!😎
I think I managed to hit it a couple of times with the second mag.
The guy got his finances in order and said here’s your $50 back can I have “my” gun back. He got pissed when I told him I wasn’t a pawn shop, if he wanted it back the price was now $60.
I think he hounded me until I sold it back to him for the $50 plus the price of the ammo minus the 12 rounds I fired...which if I remember right was like $55 total...😎
About the only thing good I can say about the Titan is it was tiny and went bang every time I pulled the trigger.😉