You would be surprised at the speed with which shots can be fired in this way.

Try it sometime--with an empty gun.
Whitey, waiting behind the living-room door, had heard in bunk-house talk of these various ways in which the bad man proved himself an artist with his gun--had to prove himself one, if he wanted to remain alive.

But when Mart Cooley, the most deadly man of that kind in the West, entered the living-room and faced the ranchmen, Whitey did not get his thrill--at first.

For Mart was not a very large, nor a very fierce-looking person, as he stood sidewise to Whitey, and talked to the others.
Not often does crime fail to leave its mark on a man.

The mouth, the chin, the forehead; some feature usually shows traces of it.