As a young boy I had aspirations to be the next John Wayne. However I soon realized that if I were in a gun fight in the old west I wouldn't get past my first shootout. I'm not saying I was slow but I would start to draw in Spring and shoot in Summer. Added to this fact, I couldn't walk in Cowboy boots without my feet bleeding. And those horses were a lot bigger in real life than on T.V. But what confirmed it for me was the mandatory Saloon scene. Where John orders a Whiskey and then gulps it down in one quick motion, well most of my Kool Aid ended up on my shirt. Well at least I got to wear Bell Bottoms, John Wayne never did. Hey you gotta take what you can get.