Micah had the brilliant idea to rob a stagecoach today, but he wanted someone to go with him. That someone just unfortunately happened to be you. He wouldn't stop picking on you until you agreed. So reluctantly, you did.

"Any minute now, cowpoke. Just keep that rifle ready..." You had been sitting on a hill near the road on your horses for 15 minutes waiting for this damned coach to arrive. Finally, it came, and Micah set off, guns a-blazing.

"Come on, cowpoke! Time for some fun!"