I've been shooting this Bushmaster BA-50 for around 7 years now. I would never even consider selling it. That will be my wife's job after I take a dirt nap. To be perfectly honest, it's the most fun you can have with your clothes on. Yes, they're expensive compared to most other guns. But not compared to other things in life that everyone takes for granted.
For example my new Jeep Grand Cherokee ran me almost $50K. My new Toyota Camry drives beautifully. But it ran $27K. That's $ 77K for 2 lousy cars that are nothing special! Nobody points to them when I drive down the street. They're a dime a dozen. That .50 BMG attracts an audience every time I take it out of my truck. And the value of both of those vehicles are dropping faster than a brick in a swimming pool. What will either be worth 12 years from now? A lot less than that .50 BMG, I can all but guarantee you that.
Yet people don't bat an eyelash over buying a new car. Same with women's jewelry. How many guys drop $3K on an engagement ring, only to have the marriage tank, and she ends up selling it for less than half that, then pi$$es the money away on some stupid clothes, or some such nonsense. Or worse, spends it on her new boyfriend. Forget a V-8, the guy could have had a Armalite AR-50, instead of an ex wife he would just as soon forget.
How about furniture? Go price a nice big leather couch. Then the matching recliners she'll want to go along with it. Yeah, you could have easily bought a nice .50 instead. Then, after 6 or 7 years of the dog and kids jumping on and off the thing, what's your reward? You get to go buy new one's all over again. And most likely have to pay the furniture store to deliver them, and haul off the old one's that are worn out. The landfill is full of them.
A .50 BMG rifle is cheap when you compare it to what you end up spending, (wasting would be a better word), on all the other nonsense life offers up. And as far as ammo? I spend more shooting my big African calibers than I do my .50. And they can't shoot through a 1" steel plate like a hot knife going through butter!
With the possible exception of catching deadly diseases that will kill you, life is full of choices. You just have to make the right one's. Buying that Bushmaster .50 BMG was definitely the right one for me.