This is the first L'Amour I've read in a long time, and I remember the others as being better than this. This one is a collection of very short stories, interspersed with some actual historical data about the wild west. Bowdrie, the protagonist, has none of the doubts or bad luck of normal humans. His skin has been creased and his belt buckle hit by bullets more than even the laws of chance would allow. He is careless about where he goes, and appears to believe none of his captives are going to try to get away, but fortunately no one ever successfully takes advantage of his foolishness. Needless to say, no bad guys are faster on the draw than he is, and when he is ambushed the shooter always misses. Frankly, it all gets a little boring. On the plus side, L'Amour's eye for scenery and early western clothing and gear is terrific, so there's always that. If you want very good western writing, try Elmore Leonard (yep, really), Larry McMurtry or even Zane Grey.