Wow. That dood is far and away the best combat handgunner I've ever seen! He doesn't set up in a repeatable stance like some kind of range-dweller, he shoots instinctively, offhand, on the run, without really even seeing his front sight. And scores hits every time, even in rapid fire against multiple adversaries. He must have been a SEAL or some other magical creature before these scenes transpired...
Yea, though I lope through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no crowds on rooftops with guns and molotov cocktails: for Bronson is with me; my gun and my stance they comfort me.
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