Out here, most people just shoot first and ask questions
later. But me, I like to think I’m more of a gentleman than most, and I give
you a warning. True, that warning is the click of my metal tipped gloves as
they slide past the guard onto the trigger, but it’s more than most iron
packers will give you. Plus, you only ever get one.
I knew there was a chance that this might cost me one day,
but I thought I could outdraw anyone, at any time, on any day.
But the sniper, he came with no warning…
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