Town Gun Range, early evening

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Paper targets. Primitive, but it would do. Tex picked up the handgun that the owner had assured her was the most used around here. Not exactly spartan made, with a sigh she undid one of her gloves and tried the gun out. Primitive, but she supposed it was effective enough on unarmoured targets. She put the gun down, put her glove back on and continued practicing her aim. Nothing quit compared to this. Except maybe a moving target or Caboose.