For a very long time, I have wanted a rifle that Remington never made: to wit, a Remington 37 Sporting Rifle with a fancy walnut stock and a nice light sporter barrel. I have seen a few custom rifles that others have made (TeddyBearRat’s 37 project springs immediately to mind) and have wanted to have such a rifle of my very own.
Toward that end, ten years ago I purchased what seemed to be the perfect donor rifle for my imagined project. It was, to be blunt, a real mess.
The rifle in question is a fairly early pre-war 37, from August of 1937, that had the early trigger, and not the Miracle Trigger. The barrel was 24 inches, and so I assumed it had been shortened. (More on that later.) The stock had some very novel “improvements” including a hideous off-center grip cap and a rotting butt pad, both of which looked like they were made from an old gym shoe. UGLY!
Here it is, as purchased
As the pictures show, there were no sights, no scope blocks, no magazine and the bluing was entirely patina---which is another word for rust. In other words, I could not possible be accused of a crime against humanity by altering a rifle in such an already degraded condition. You can’t be accused of messing up something that’s already messed up.
Given its many shortcomings, it was quite inexpensive, and absolutely perfect for my intended purpose. So I happily bought it, fully intending to use it as the basis for my long dreamed of 37 Sporter. I already had a nice walnut stock blank set aside, and I could almost taste the sweet rifle I hoped to create.
I replaced the original trigger with a later Remington 37 “Miracle Trigger” which is so much better than the trigger found on the first Remington 37 rifles. I also installed the correct ejector with the hole required by the Miracle Trigger— both of which I had in my parts stash.
I also supplied scope blocks, a magazine, a Vaver receiver sight and a proper Redfield front sight and base. (Sometimes, my tendency to hoard old parts and pieces really pays off!) I didn’t need to buy any of those parts, as they were in my parts bin waiting for me.
The ugly grip cap and butt pad were relegated to the dumpster, where they belonged. In their place I put a grip cap and steel butt plate from a contemporaneous 1930’s Remington centerfire rifle, a Model 30-S Express rifle, which adds a nice vintage correct touch. I fully intended these cosmetic stock modifications to be a short interim measure until I re-barreled and restocked the rifle.
Here it is, restored to a slightly greater degree of its original dignity.
But then, I made a fateful decision: I took the rifle to the range and fired it. My, oh my!!! And all my plans came to a grinding halt, because this rifle, AS IS, is the most accurate .22 that I own. (And I own tons of very high quality .22’s.) It is monotonously accurate, stacking bullet upon bullet upon bullet into essentially the same hole. Groups well under 1/2 inch at 50 yards are the norm, and that is TOTAL group size, before one subtracts the .220” of the bullet diameter. Lest you think this accuracy is a one-off fluke, let me assure you it always shoots like that,
EVERY
SINGLE
TIME!
Here are four consecutive 5 shot, 50 yard groups shot this morning, by this old senior citizen, in a moderate Montana breeze, which are representative of what this rifle ALWAYS does. For these groups a Lyman Super Targetspot 25x was employed.
It is more accurate than all of my Winchester 52’s, more accurate than all my other Remington 37’s and 40x rifles, more accurate than all of my Anschutz 54’s, Walther Target Match rifles, Kimber 82’s, etc… It is the single most accurate .22 that I own. How can I possibly mess with that?
Back to that 24” barrel: as you probably know, the Remington 37 as advertised came with one barrel length — 28 inches. The barrel on this rifle has NOT been shortened from the breech end, as the roll markings line up exactly with my 28” Remington 37 barrels when measured from the receiver. This barrel has not been shortened from the muzzle end, as the muzzle crown and all the screw hole locations line up exactly with the 28” barrels as measured from the muzzle. The telling clue: on the bottom of the barrel, which is invisible unless the rifle is removed from the stock, is the date code WW, denoting the year 1950. No month code is stamped anywhere on this barrel. That would indicate that the original factory barrel was replaced by this shorter factory barrel sometime ca 1950. Those in the know will remember that it was about 1950 when Remington’s Mike Walker essentially invented Bench Rest shooting. I believe this barrel was one of those Mike Walker had made up while he was at Remington, as he was experimenting on the effect of barrel length on accuracy.
This rifle, as is, is essentially bench rest accurate, shooting groups measured in the .1’s and .2’s (that is tenths of an inch) when fed its preferred ammunition — and there’s the rub. I cannot bring myself to alter the most accurate rifle I own to try to create something that will in all likelihood be substantially less accurate than it already is. While I could use one of my other Remington 37 rifles as a source of parts for a sporter project, all of them are excellent unaltered examples, and I just can’t see tearing into them either.
So there we have it. The best laid plans of mice and men…
So I have resigned myself to use this Remington 37 as it is, and bow my head in wonder at the near perfect alchemy of man and machine that makes this rifle the wonder that it is.
All the best—
BRP
Toward that end, ten years ago I purchased what seemed to be the perfect donor rifle for my imagined project. It was, to be blunt, a real mess.
The rifle in question is a fairly early pre-war 37, from August of 1937, that had the early trigger, and not the Miracle Trigger. The barrel was 24 inches, and so I assumed it had been shortened. (More on that later.) The stock had some very novel “improvements” including a hideous off-center grip cap and a rotting butt pad, both of which looked like they were made from an old gym shoe. UGLY!
Here it is, as purchased







As the pictures show, there were no sights, no scope blocks, no magazine and the bluing was entirely patina---which is another word for rust. In other words, I could not possible be accused of a crime against humanity by altering a rifle in such an already degraded condition. You can’t be accused of messing up something that’s already messed up.
Given its many shortcomings, it was quite inexpensive, and absolutely perfect for my intended purpose. So I happily bought it, fully intending to use it as the basis for my long dreamed of 37 Sporter. I already had a nice walnut stock blank set aside, and I could almost taste the sweet rifle I hoped to create.


I replaced the original trigger with a later Remington 37 “Miracle Trigger” which is so much better than the trigger found on the first Remington 37 rifles. I also installed the correct ejector with the hole required by the Miracle Trigger— both of which I had in my parts stash.
I also supplied scope blocks, a magazine, a Vaver receiver sight and a proper Redfield front sight and base. (Sometimes, my tendency to hoard old parts and pieces really pays off!) I didn’t need to buy any of those parts, as they were in my parts bin waiting for me.
The ugly grip cap and butt pad were relegated to the dumpster, where they belonged. In their place I put a grip cap and steel butt plate from a contemporaneous 1930’s Remington centerfire rifle, a Model 30-S Express rifle, which adds a nice vintage correct touch. I fully intended these cosmetic stock modifications to be a short interim measure until I re-barreled and restocked the rifle.
Here it is, restored to a slightly greater degree of its original dignity.






But then, I made a fateful decision: I took the rifle to the range and fired it. My, oh my!!! And all my plans came to a grinding halt, because this rifle, AS IS, is the most accurate .22 that I own. (And I own tons of very high quality .22’s.) It is monotonously accurate, stacking bullet upon bullet upon bullet into essentially the same hole. Groups well under 1/2 inch at 50 yards are the norm, and that is TOTAL group size, before one subtracts the .220” of the bullet diameter. Lest you think this accuracy is a one-off fluke, let me assure you it always shoots like that,
EVERY
SINGLE
TIME!
Here are four consecutive 5 shot, 50 yard groups shot this morning, by this old senior citizen, in a moderate Montana breeze, which are representative of what this rifle ALWAYS does. For these groups a Lyman Super Targetspot 25x was employed.


It is more accurate than all of my Winchester 52’s, more accurate than all my other Remington 37’s and 40x rifles, more accurate than all of my Anschutz 54’s, Walther Target Match rifles, Kimber 82’s, etc… It is the single most accurate .22 that I own. How can I possibly mess with that?
Back to that 24” barrel: as you probably know, the Remington 37 as advertised came with one barrel length — 28 inches. The barrel on this rifle has NOT been shortened from the breech end, as the roll markings line up exactly with my 28” Remington 37 barrels when measured from the receiver. This barrel has not been shortened from the muzzle end, as the muzzle crown and all the screw hole locations line up exactly with the 28” barrels as measured from the muzzle. The telling clue: on the bottom of the barrel, which is invisible unless the rifle is removed from the stock, is the date code WW, denoting the year 1950. No month code is stamped anywhere on this barrel. That would indicate that the original factory barrel was replaced by this shorter factory barrel sometime ca 1950. Those in the know will remember that it was about 1950 when Remington’s Mike Walker essentially invented Bench Rest shooting. I believe this barrel was one of those Mike Walker had made up while he was at Remington, as he was experimenting on the effect of barrel length on accuracy.
This rifle, as is, is essentially bench rest accurate, shooting groups measured in the .1’s and .2’s (that is tenths of an inch) when fed its preferred ammunition — and there’s the rub. I cannot bring myself to alter the most accurate rifle I own to try to create something that will in all likelihood be substantially less accurate than it already is. While I could use one of my other Remington 37 rifles as a source of parts for a sporter project, all of them are excellent unaltered examples, and I just can’t see tearing into them either.
So there we have it. The best laid plans of mice and men…
So I have resigned myself to use this Remington 37 as it is, and bow my head in wonder at the near perfect alchemy of man and machine that makes this rifle the wonder that it is.




All the best—
BRP