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Part 1- Shouldn't Have Shot That One: The 1880s was a bounty hunters dream in the twilight of the Old West, a land divided by the US government as they saw fit, not the way everyone residing there did. The West was won by grit, determination, and good 'ol violence - either by guns or a very sudden stop at the end of a rope. Henry "Preacher" Blackwell and Josiah "Flash" Gordon are the reason why the West was almost never won. It's not like they did it on purpose. They were just drunk, washed-up Civil War veterans whose only saleable trade were as bounty hunters. They live by the code of "you only live once" and they live it up to the fullest everyday they wake, because tomorrow could be their last. On a a bounty hunting mission to collar a few low dollar desperados, they accidentally kill "Fish Eyes" Mack, the leader of the Good 'Ol Boys out of Albequerque. If Preacher had never shot Fish Eyes, a lot more people would have survived the prairies and went on to become whatever they wanted. A single bullet changed bounty hunting in New Mexico...and not for the better. Part 2: Whiskey For My Men, Shooms For My Horses Flash, Preacher's best friend for thirty years is dead. The grief and anger don't allow him to skip the bottle this trip. The worst bounty hunters in the Old West must now go with Bear Claws and burn Querque to the ground in retribution. It's the Comanche way. The trio will go through new obstacles, and find out some unwanted truths about their fellow riders. What happened to Blue Guns? Where is Apache Joe? Preacher must ride the prairie and find out how to get everyone out of the pickle alive or die trying. Part 2 is a continuation from How The West Wasn't Won. More blood...more sex...more shenanigan's. Horses in the Spirit World, making sex in a tipi without it collapsing from two large bodies rubbing together...every laugh is harder...every bullet is faster. But Preacher knows one immutable truth. Flash is roasting in