I have bought and then sold more guns than I care to share. Some of the guns I sold I don’t think about, but there are those few that I kick myself over. One of those guns, for me, is the Glock 36.
The Glock 36 is the Alfa Romeo 8C of the gun world. Not too many people know about it, it’s fascinating to look at, hold and shoot, but you aren’t compelled to buy it, or you sell it once you have it. You get 6+1 rounds of .45acp in a gun the size of a Glock 19, but as thin as the single stack Glock 19 that doesn’t exist.
That’s exactly why this gun is special, because Glock doesn’t make any other gun like it. This is why the Porche Panamara is so special, even though it’s a glorified Station wagon. I sold my Glock 36 because I wanted more capacity. The Glock 36 was an excellent carry and in many ways had its own personality. It was unapologetically weird.
In the end I sold my Glock 36 for a Glock 30. The Glock 30 is arguably the best carry .45acp handgun this side of carry 45s. I got ten rounds of 45.acp in a nice compact package with a tradeoff in thickness and weight.
Now that I regularly carry a Glock 19, and guns like the Springfield XD-S exist, I don’t have a need for the Glock 36. However, I should have never sold it for the Glock 30. The Glock 36 is a one of kind and always will be. Sure, you only get 6+1 rounds of .45, it takes proprietary magazines, and it’s noticeably bigger than the XD-S which carries 5+1 rounds of .45acp. I still wish I never sold it, because it was and still is a special Glock. Unlike the Glock 30, which I loved but also sold.
