""Let me also say that at Brighton Beach, Coney Island, July 2, 1880, at thirty yards, from five ground-traps, I killed 99 birds out of 100 single.
At Howell, Mich., 1880, I got 93 out of 100.
At Lincoln, Ill., I broke 300 glass balls in succession.
At Bradford, Pa., I broke 990 glass balls out of 1,000.
In New York city, loading my own gun and changing barrels every one hundred shots, I broke 1,000 glass balls in one hour, one minute, and fifty-four seconds.
In Agricultural Hall, London, using three guns, two traps, and at fifteen yards, I broke 1,000 glass balls in one hour, six minutes, and fifty-nine seconds.
In New York I accomplished the greatest feat of my life, as far as endurance, rapid shooting and accuracy were concerned, for I broke 5,500 glass balls in seven hours, nineteen minutes and two seconds out of 5,854, loading my own gun and changing barrels about every fifty shots.
After this match I was laid up for several days with a lame arm that was most painful, and aching head, and could realize fully the work I had accomplished, and which was a feat of endurance that many prominent New York physicians, who were present, asserted could not be done, as the physical and nervous system of man could not stand the strain.
But I could go on ad infinitum, taking up your valuable space with matches that I have won, and upon which I rest my claim to the name of "Champion Shot of the World."""
- oops it was Cpt. A.H. Bogardus who rode in Buffalo Bills Wild West Show. Good thing he's dead.
Clearly nothing but a gun will do
The core joke of Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy is that of course no civilization would develop personal computers with instant remote database recovery, and then waste this technology to find good drinks.
Steve Jobs has ruined this joke.
