He never saw the man the killed him. It was July of 1895, he was wanted in 3 states. For years no one could catch him. The longer he ran the harder is was to get him. He was the most dangerous man in the western part of the United States. He could kill a man in two seconds. He was the best gunslinger in the west. He had never lost a battle and had killed people that he wasn't trying to get. He was a rebel that had the worst replication of anyone. Just to help that he had a team of about five men including himself.
Wile a train was ridding down the tracks, somebody spotted the five men on the horses ridding down past and asked what they were doing and someone in the back of the train yelled that they were train robber and told everyone to get down. The train was well protected with guards that had shotguns and while the horse team was ridding the leader got shot but never saw who shot. The other horse men had explosives on there horses and shot the explosives so they could go to the same place as the leader. There were about 25 guards on the train but only one shot. One of the guards said, " Is this the end of the train robbers?" "No it will never end," said another.
Authors note:This story was written by some of my classmates but mostly me.
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