Nostalgic antics of hell-raising pistol shooters of the 1930's. From front It is complete and unexpurgated and is the hot blasts of mirth from the shaky guns of Lee Echols who fired for many years before World War II with the U.S. Treasury Department Pistol Team. Lee Echols stock-in-trade was the business of making a pistol go whangety-bang with a fair degree of accuracy. However, this always had to take a back seat to his hell0-raising antics and inspired tom-foolery which had him known as the Clown Prince of pistoleers on every range in the Western Hemisphere.
This is quite a book for a winter’s dat by the fireside, and quite entertaining. I’d give it 5 stars, but the last 2 chapters really drag on, as if he’s trying to make the book last a certain number of pages? Other than that, it’s a fine read, and I enjoyed it.
Although there is no real information and the humor is dated, it is a trip down nostalgia lane for a shooter who was around in the 1950's. I'm reasonably sure there is no real harm in it.