I have only given three rifles names.
The first was, and still is, my deer killingest rifle I own, a Remington 660 in .308 Win. Seventeen der with seventeen shots.
I call it "Ol' Farful" a bastardization of the word fearful.
Rifle #2 is called, "The Hammer". It's a Ruger tang safety Model 77 that was rebarreled to the .375 Taylor, AKA .375 Chatfield-Taylor after it's designed/inventor Robert Chatfield-Taylor, AKA the .375/338 Win. Mag. I was at the range doing some final testing with .300 gr. Sierra game-Kings when a guy who'd been asking questions about the gun and how did I make up ammo, finally asked if he could shoot it. At the range where I shoot, there was a silhouette of a pig at 75 meters for handgunners to shoot at. This bright light decided to shoot the piggy. When the smoke cleared, the piggy was about 15 yards downrange, the solid weld holding to the post broken, he's holding the rifle in one hand and rubbing his shoulder witht he other. His comment was, "Damn! That thing hits like a sledge hammer!" I figure "The Hammer" is a perfect name for the rifle.
Rifel #3, I call "The Money Pit." THis is a Ruger #1 that someone put a Remington .223 Rem. barrel on and his idea of a good looking stock. The whole package looked pretty neat for I haggled with the guy and got it for $400. Well. another almost $600 down the line, including a Hicks Accurizer, new barrel and a proper glass bedding job, the rifle will still barely stay within 1.0-1.25" at 100 yards. I bought the gun for a walkabout rifle anyway for shots of oppotunity at jack rabbits and coyote anyway, so while I would like it to be a better shooter, it does serve the purpose. I like to sit on a hillside and glass for coyotes, then do a stalk on them. Most of the time the coyotes win, but I have become a much better stalker.
Paul B.