You guys ought to see some of the stuff I type, where it gets into the details. That last one up in Alaska I typed -- ooweee, that was one bloody murder! Not to mention typing the life parole hearings for California - man, that'll scare the beegeebies out of ya!
Long time ago, when I was living beside Anita, when the boys were very young, somebody had escaped, cops came whizzing by, was stopping at all the houses to tell us what was up, and I just happened to be out with the horses. I was boarding a race mare, that I swear, that was the most evil witch from He**! I told the cop, the safest place I could be was in the paddock with her! He leaned up by the fence, and asked me whatcha mean? About that time, that mare lounged at him, teeth bared, ears slicked back... he said, yeah, I see what ya mean.
Now, it'd be Kid... I'd dare any man to get in the paddock with Kid and me... just dare 'em!!!!