Blaze Bing travels the world with his horse, wonder, thrilling audiences with demonstrations of trick riding, roping, and shooting. But this king of the rodeo is no mere showman. Always on the lookout for danger, he has sworn an oath to use his amazing

skills in the service of those in need and to never turn down a request for help, like a knight

in shining armor of the prairies. I was back home in the great and independent nation of West Texas.

The state fair was coming up, a great chance for Wonder and I to perform our act.

A big to-do like the fair attracted troublemakers like misfortune attracts lawyers.

The town marshal would have his hands full managing the crowds, drunks, pickpockets, and fist fights,

I was going to make sure that no one took advantage of the situation.

Blaze, Blaze, my boy, over here.

Doc Howard, it's been a Coon's age.

Have you been, old friend?

Wow, is this really Blaze being King of the Rodeo?

Well, it looks like you've got an admirer.

This is my nephew, Bobby.

Pleasure to meet you, youngster.

I am, in fact, the man that you speak of.

Holy cow, I never thought it'd see you at person.

You look just like the dime novels say you do.

The purple waistcoat, the gold watch chain.

Is it true that those were King Arthur's colors?

Is your pistol really made from the scraps of his sword?

Hold on there, little Bobby.

Mr. Bing just got off the trail.

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