Chicago, Illinois (second day)
‘OK. Now try the .44 Magnum. This is the one Clint Eastwood uses.’
As soon as I fire the Colt I’m aware of a diverence. This barks as it shoots. It kicks up, like a snarling dog, and needs some strength to control it.
Peter peers at the silhouette of the masked gunman and nods approvingly.
The shots are all grouped around the maximum ‘5’ part of the body. Heart and head.
I think I’ve been lulled into a false sense of security, for the third weapon, a 12-gauge pump action shotgun, nearly takes my arm off. Nothing slim and elegant about this one. The noise is like a thunderclap and instead of a neat hole, half the target is shredded by the time I’m through my six rounds. The shotgun removes whatever dilettante illusions I might have had about guns. This is brute force.
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- Series: Hemingway Adventure
- Chapter: Chicago, Illinois (second day)
- Country/sea: USA
- Place: Chicago, Illinois
- Book page no: 38
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