Never staying put in one place for long, McGuire has landed recently as a peacekeeper in the hamlet of Givhans Ferry, a town that returns to this world through the mist every once in a while. On his chest sits a gold star, a SASS sheriff's badge emblazoned with the number 4,210. Back in this world, McGuire, a.k.a Brian Smith, works as a 20-year vet of the Charleston Police Department, where he runs the identification and fingerprinting office. After years of high-pressure police shooting competitions, Smith began to cast about for a shooting sport that would incorporate a little fun, and found it in cowboy shooting. Those serious competitions, I got tired of them.
Cowboy shooting is very relaxing.
It's good competition and, look at us, no one takes themselves too seriously. Smith has made some serious effort to get the cowboy look down. But he wants to set it straight that the shootout at noon wasn't as common in the real Old West as they were in Hollywood's versions. His best trick shot is to sight a target by staring into the facets of a diamond ring, and then nail it. One, Tombstone with Val Kilmer, two, Winchester 73 with Jimmy Stewart, three, Valdez is Coming with Burt Lancaster, and, you can't forget John Wayne in his last movie, The Shootist.