"He stopped just before stepping off the boardwalk, noticing the sudden hush on the street. Glancing around, he saw the tall stranger in the dusty black hat staring at him from the doorway of the saloon two doors down. The sweat broke out on his brow as the man started towards him. If he could only get to his horse before - but it was too late. The glint of the star on the man's chest caught his eye. He felt a brief moment of relief, but that was short-lived. "Your horse is double-parked again, Mich", said Sheriff Branford as he drew his gun - and shot him in the face! Even though he moved fast enough to receive the shot on his cheek, he knew he was marked for life! Or at least until he could wash off the green water colouring."

Hard to believe that I beat Michigan Jim to the post, but hey, it happens!