T H E C O L T


Back in 1835, when Halley's Comet was overhead, same night those men died at the Alamo, they say Samuel Colt made a gun. A special gun. He made it for a hunter. A man like us, only on horseback. Story goes, he made thirteen bullets. This hunter used the gun a half dozen times before he disappeared, the gun along with him. [..] how Daniel got his hands on it. They say... they say this gun can kill anything.

– John Winchester, 1.20 Dead Man's Blood

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