It's been close to fifty years since I fired an M1a/M14 and I don't remember the recoil being that intense. Of course, fifty years ago there were a lot of things that didn't hurt. That's easy to solve. Everything else about the rifle is about perfect. One thing happened that I didn't expect. I was reloading for the fifth or sixth time when I noticed a guy about my age looking at the rifle. I called him over and handed my new rifle to someone I had never met. Strange. He looked at it and snapped it to his should like it was second nature. I handed him a magazine, pointed down range and nodded. He fired off ten rounds, paused and handed my rifle back. He looked me in the eye, nodded and walked off. I had never met him but I did know him, or at least a bunch of kids like him. Now, I'll remember everyone of them when I take this rifle out. Today was a good day.