my dad was a bookseller. Our livingroom had every wall paved with bookcases. On top of the bookcases my dad had a collection of
( empty) whiskey bottles... 3 rows deep ,all different. that was a pretty amazing collection... he loved whiskey...... 
My childhood friend/ husband of my first fiance/ blood brother/ and general neyer-do-well has a collection of the bottles we used to empty when we were just cutting our teeth on bourbon in the late 90's. It's the same way, about 120 bottles and all of them different (some same distiller but different size/ style bottles).
One of them is a bottle of Wild Turkey I found in Puerto Rico. It was only 3/4 full when I found it at the Navy Exchange back when I was stationed there in the Navy. It had never been opened or sold and was lost behind some big equipment in what had to have been, indicative of the distinct markings on the bottle and cork, the late 1970's or early to mid 80's. They were shutting the base down because of the Clinton base closings and were liquidating everything in this particular shoppette. I got the bottle for $1. The manager told me she would just give it to me but they didn't know the rules about giving alcohol away for free.
I sent it back to my buddy in my hometown with instructions to wait until I got back. I don't know if it was any stronger but it sure was smooth.
If you want another strange story about liquor and Puerto Rico, ask me about the Rum from Columbia that had cocaine in it! It was like the breast milk from the goddess Venus
