The following is in response to the 100 Word Challenge authored by the mercurial Velvet Verbosity. The word is "faster".
"Draw, old man."
"That's okay, son. I'll wait on you."
"Hah, old man. You're gonna die."
"I been here before, boy. I'll be here again."
"Yer too old and too slow, old man."
"We'll see boy. I'm gonna give you one more chance. Drop yer gun and walk on over to the calaboose over yonder."
"No sir, I ain't goin'. Let's get this done!!"
The boy drew his gun, lightning quick, but his shot went high and wide. The sheriff's shot, slower and more deliberate, was dead center.
"He's dead, sheriff."
"Damn young bucks never learn ... better ain't always faster."