Anatomy of a Lawman
“Clay targets were set up against a wooden back wall. Clint introduced Dillon to the men he didn’t know. The Prescotts knew him from around town, but he was meeting Commons, Wilkes, and Minnesota for the first time.
“This what we’re shootin’ at?” Minnesota asked.
“I also have what I call silhouettes,” Dillon said.
“Silly-what?” Wilkes asked.
“Watch.”
He picked up the end of a rope that was lying nearby and pulled. Immediately, half a dozen wooden cutouts of men’s torsos sprang up against the bac...k wall. They weren’t really silhouettes because they weren’t black, and there was a bull’s-eye on each chest.
“Those are good,” Clint said. “Leave them up.”
“I have replacements when these get all shot up,” Dillon said. “They’re made of very thin wood.”
“Wilkes, you’re up first,” Clint said.
“I keep tellin’ you I’m a lousy shot,” the big man said.
“I know,” Clint said. “Now show me. Pick up a rifle.”
Clint had brought along the rifles and shotgun from the office gun rack.MoreLess
“This what we’re shootin’ at?” Minnesota asked.
“I also have what I call silhouettes,” Dillon said.
“Silly-what?” Wilkes asked.
“Watch.”
He picked up the end of a rope that was lying nearby and pulled. Immediately, half a dozen wooden cutouts of men’s torsos sprang up against the bac...k wall. They weren’t really silhouettes because they weren’t black, and there was a bull’s-eye on each chest.
“Those are good,” Clint said. “Leave them up.”
“I have replacements when these get all shot up,” Dillon said. “They’re made of very thin wood.”
“Wilkes, you’re up first,” Clint said.
“I keep tellin’ you I’m a lousy shot,” the big man said.
“I know,” Clint said. “Now show me. Pick up a rifle.”
Clint had brought along the rifles and shotgun from the office gun rack.MoreLess
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