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There are two types of tanks in this World my friend, Those who pack Big Iron and those who don't.
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Big Iron (Ranger) Specs
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Code Name: Phantom Fury
Weight : 20.5 Pounds
Armor : Quarter Inch to Eighth Inch Thick Hardened Steel
Sub-Armor : Class III Kinetic Absorption Liner
Main Armament : .27 Caliber (6.8mm)
Top speed : 70 Feet per Minute
Texas Red Specs
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Standard 1/16th Plastic Heng Long Panther
Non-modified Airsoft version
Lyrics:
To the town of Agua Fria, rode a stranger one fine day,
Hardly spoke to folks around him, didn't have too much to say,
No one dared to ask his business, no one dared to make a slip,
For the stranger there among 'em had a big iron on his hip,
Big iron on his hip.
It was early in the mornin' when he rode into town,
He came ridin' from the south side, slowly lookin' all around,
"He's an outlaw, loose and runnin'", came a whisper from each lip,
"He's here to do some business with the big iron on his hip,
Big iron on his hip".
In this town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas Red,
Many men had tried to take him and that many men were dead,
He was vicious and a killer, though a youth of twenty-four,
And the notches on his pistol numbered one and nineteen more,
One and nineteen more.
Now the stranger started talkin', made it plain to folks around,
Was an Arizonia ranger, wouldn't be too long in town
,He came there to take an outlaw back alive or maybe dead,
Said it didn't matter, he was after Texas Red,
after Texas Red.
Wasn't long before this story was relayed to Texas Red,
But the outlaw didn't worry, men that tried before were dead,
Twenty men had tried to take him, twenty men had made a slip,
Twenty-one would be the ranger with the big iron on his hip,
Big iron on his hip.The mornin' past so quickly,
it was time for them to meet,
It was twenty past eleven when they walked out in the street,
Folks were watchin' from their windows, every body held their breath,
They knew this handsome ranger was about to meet his death,
About to meet his death.
There was forty feet between them when they stopped to make their play,
And the swiftness of the Ranger is still talked about today,
Texas Red had not cleared leather for a bullet fairly ripped,
And the ranger's aim was deadly, with the big iron on his hip,
Big iron on his hip.
It was over in a moment and the folks had gathered 'round,
There before them lay the body of the outlaw on the ground,
Oh, he might have gone on livin' but he made one fatal slip,
When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip,
Big iron on his hip.
Big iron, big iron,
When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip,
Big iron on his hip.
(16th)(Outlaw Country) |