At Cabela's several years ago (haven't been there in at least 5 years now, maybe more and I plan to never go there again). So, this day I have my eye on a Sako varmint rifle but can't examine it because if you've ever been there, all new rifles are behind the counter, and you have to take a number to access an associate so he can give you the rifle to examine. What a pain in the ass. But I'm a lot younger and more tolerate on nonsense.
Anyway, my number is finally called.

So I ask to see the rifle in question. It's really nice but horribly expensive but I'm still interested so I ask him, "What the twist?" His answer, "No twists - the price is the price shown on the tag."
I handed the rifle back to him and went to their restaurant and ate a Buffalo burger which wasn't bad.