In my childhood games, as a cowboy, I was always fighting off the bad guys, and winning, and getting the gold, smoking the peace pipe with the Indians, and riding my horse really fast.

Once in a while I would get bucked off the horse, or shot by a bad guy, or bitten by a rattler. Then the beautiful nurse, or barmaid, or fair maiden would rush to my side to gently nurse me back to good health.

This myth of Cowboy Chloe persists today.