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Usage examples of shootout.

Still, even I found the coverage of the shootout at the Appalachian School of Law absolutely astounding.

All of which brings us back to the way the media handled the story about the shootout at the Appalachian School of Law in Grundy, Virginia, and what seems to be the only plausible reason so much of the media left out the salient fact that the students who finally subdued the gunman also had guns.

But the Appalachian Law School shootout raised groupthink to a whole new category of duplicity.

There was even a story making the rounds that he once won a shootout with a famous Argentinean outlaw.

The range war had quieted down for the moment after the Belter family killed two Greer gunhands in a shootout generated over a poker game at the saloon late one night.

Some nurses were afraid that if anybody came in to finish the kid off, there might be a shootout.

They want lurid anecdotes of shopping-mall shootouts and Dumpster dismemberments to take back home.

All cops had dreams, but he and Trammell had gone through a rough patch a few years back, just after the shootout.

He thought of the gang member he'd shot at the Laramie blacksmith shop, of Blake Huntington's dead and glass-cut body lying in an alley behind the Outpost Hotel, of the fella he'd killed in the shootout at the ranch house, and finally of Fergus in the mail car.

Dodge City was settled in 1871 and the Santa Fe Railroad came through in 1872, and pretty soon Dodge became the cowboy capital of the West, the end of the Texas Trail, shootouts, Wyatt Earp, Boot Hill, and all that.

Since leaving Beta Scuti XI he had replayed the first sixteen Super Bowls and rewritten every Sydney Greenstreet/Peter Lorre movie he could remember, and was just about to mentally referee a three-way shootout between Hoot Gibson, Bob Steele, and Clint Eastwood (to even things up a bit, he had decided to make Eastwood wear a patch over his left eye), when suddenly the robot pilot applied the ship's braking mechanisms.

Kresh found himself more fearful of itchy trigger fingers and a shootout between the rival security services than of an assassin.

Then he drove to a street corner in Liberty City, where two crack dealers had done the planet a tremendous favor by killing each other in a pre-dawn shootout.

It was edited, if one takes semiliteracy, quadruple amputee syntax and sophomoric screeds against any writer with aspirations of writing literature above the level of shootouts in space as editing, by one Jake Repnich.

He got out the list of rest homes he'd torn from the Yellow Pages the day of the shootout and started calling, impersonating a police officer.