If I was wealthy and collected, I'd be interested in acquiring unique pistols.
Unique junk, is still junk.
ETA
Before I say anything else I want to clarify that when I was talking about auditory exclusion, I forgot to mention that even though your brain blocks out the sound of the gun firing it will still damage your ears. (I think most people here know that.) One shot without hearing protection is enough to cause permanent hearing loss.
That said.
This is going to be a long one.
My parents divorced when I was 9 years old. My father vanished and I was "raised" by my mother.
I want to say my mom was anti-gun but the truth is my mother was a control freak and a flaming liberal and being anti weapon was just a manifestation of that.
I wasn't allowed to have any kind of weapons. No pocket knife, no hunting knife, I don't think my mother even let me have a Boy Scout Knife when I was in the Boy Scouts. She certainly wasn't about to allow me to own a firearm of any description.
When I got my first job I went out and bought a CO2 powered pellet gun and she confiscated that. When I turned 18 I moved out of the house and out of the state. I came back home to visit when I was 20 years old and I asked my mother for my pellet gun back and she really had to think about it before she gave it to me. That's how anti-weapon (and how much of a control freak) she was.
Anyway when I turned 18 my father offered me a job in Houston Texas. My mother refused to allow me to go until I reminded her that I was an adult and she couldn't stop me.
So I moved to Houston and I don't think I was there two or three weeks before I walked into a pawn shop in Pearland Texas. I don't even remember what I went there looking for but while I was there I realized that I was an adult and I could buy rifle and Mom couldn't stop me.
It was a Remington Nylon 66 in .22 caliber. It was the first rifle I ever bought, it was the only firearm that I ever bought that I actually regret selling.
Anyway for most of my adult life, even after my mom died that was my rationale for buying firearms, because I was an adult and my mom couldn't stop me.
I've been through all the rest of it before. The older that I got the more utilitarian I became. I currently own less than 10 firearms and unless I run into another Remington Nylon 66 that I can afford I don't really have any intention of buying any more.