"I strode confidently to the center of the mat and took a couple exploratory hops. The fabric undulated powerfully beneath my boots. My word, it was an elegant force, so yielding yet so explosively repercussive. I launched into a series of mighty bounds. Something about the fourth jump seemed a little off. When I landed on my face, my spurs managed to embed themselves in the back of my head."
- Latigo Flint on trampolines.
To any of you who are not already hooked on the exploits of this modern-day squinty-eyed gunslinger, read the whole entry, I implore you. Then waste all day reading the archives.