Im called the Cimarron Kid. Dont let that scare you; I picked up the kid handle while I was growing up in the Yuma, Arizona, territory. Im the second-born son of the notorious outlaw and gunman, the Nevada Kid. My father ran with the Younger Brothers Gang, but after his seven years in Yuma prison, he got a little smarter and went straight, then got married to my mother, Ricki, a barrel racer. Im one of five boys raised on a big spread called the Flying T2 Roughstock and Cattle Company. My older brother, TJ, went to college and became a lawyer, and me, well, Pa laughingly considers me to be part of the roughstock on the ranch. I was born and bred cowboy tough. My gun is a lot faster than TJs and probably even faster than Pas ever was, but TJ is no wimp. He shoots accurately and can handle a gun almost as good as me, but then again, I had more time to practice speed. There is only one difference between me and my four brothers, which is that Im a chip off the old block and can find myself in more trouble than a woodpecker in a petrified forest. If you want to hear my story, you got to read the book. Sincerely, Cimarron Lacey Flying T2 Brand
