Well it actually had an ugly upper limb twist, but I took care of that with some hot water and judicious bending 8^). Now it’s in rehab, relearning how it’s supposed to behave.
The 62 Kodiak Magnum was the first “quality” recurve I ever shot; it belonged to a friend I worked with and he is the one who got me into bowhunting in 1965. I couldn’t afford a KM back then so I bought an Alaskan. Always had fond memories of that little critter though.