Daredevil 158. I remember it well. The first Frank Miller Daredevil.
It came out in late January 1979. This was one of the last comics I bought at the local 7-11 in my small town Indiana neighborhood before I ran off and joined the Navy. I read it and loved it. Then I forgot about it because lots of stuff happened in very short order.
Boot camp (sucked), Class A School (sucked), my company commander that hated my guts (REALLY sucked), reported to California and my first command, met a beautiful Pennsylvania girl and fell in love (that was wonderful), deployed to Antarctica, whereupon a DC-10 crashed right into the side of a live volcano not 30 miles from where we were stationed in
one of the worst air disasters in aviation history, killing all 237 passengers and 20 crew members on board, and since I hadn't even been in the Navy a year yet I was low man on the totem pole and I was told I had to go up there and help recover the bodies, and I was like what?, and then we redeployed (not a minute too soon), life started to return to semi normal, I finally found some comic shops (No internet back in those days and there was no listing in the yellow pages for comic shops) and discovered that those early Frank Miller Daredevils were worth quite a bit of money. The other hot books at the time were the Claremont/Byrne X-Men and the Perez/Wolfman Teen Titans.
I saw Daredevil 158 under the glass counter at a comic store in Studio City and I honestly couldn't remember for sure if I had that one or not. It looked familiar but I couldn't be sure. Those days were hard and wonderful and there was too much shit that happened in a short period of time. So I took some leave, grabbed my lady and we both went back to my hometown. My family decided they loved her more than they did me but whaddya gonna do? Anyway, I looked in my brother's old footlocker that I stored my old comics in and sure enough, Daredevil 158 was in there, in pristine mint condition no less, along with some Claremont and Byrne X-Men. I took them back to California with me, made a list of what I was missing, and spent a small fortune buying back issues over the next few days.
And all of that is a very long winded way of saying that yes, I would buy a Deathstalker. Classic please.