I dunno, for some reason this reminded me of an old western where some young slick guy walks out into the middle of the street and calls out the local gunslinger...

"Let's see what you got old man!", shouted Slick.

The gunslinger turned half way around as squinting, he sized up this new threat.

Suddenly, the afternoon stillness was shattered by the roar of gunfire. So fast was the draw that no one saw the weapon clear it's holster.

The first shot sent the challenger's gun spinning into the air. The second, fired almost in the same instant, put a hole through his new hat. The third was lost in the deafening echoes, still, Slick wondered why the spur of his right boot was turned at an odd angle and spinning at an incredible speed. "How'd that happen", he wondered.

Slick lay stunned upon the dusty road trying to piece together the fight. He'd never seen anyone that quick.

[The camera zooms in to a smoking gun held in a perfectly steady hand.]

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In other words, that was pretty impressive RobA

PS. The above bit of poorly written fiction is for entertainment only and in no way represents the actual feelings of the characters portrayed. It is not to imply any sort of challenge ever actually existed. Afterwards the above characters went to the tavern and had milk and cookies...in dirty glasses of course.