Howdy, y’all! Let me tell you a wild tale from my time in Red Dead Redemption 2. I was riding through the heart of Lemoyne when a gang of outlaws ambushed me. Bullets whizzed by as I took cover behind a fallen tree. With my trusty revolver in hand, I picked them off one by one, feeling like a true gunslinger. After the dust settled, I helped myself to their loot and rode off into the sunset, feeling like a legend of the frontier. What’s your favorite cowboy story from the game? Let’s swap tales!