Slinger

Slinger is a tribute to eighteenth century and nineteenth century wood type, inspired by the following passage from a Dime Western:

Rosalinda gave a low scream of horror as she saw the Rio Kid and her cousin knee rein their mounts out of the line and rake their flanks with rowels, galloping off up the grade in a cloud of alkali dust until a bend of the road hid them from the sheriff’s posse. The masked gunman came to a standing position on the eroded ledge of rock, his serape fluttering about him. “You weel ride back to Santa Barbara weethout stopping once or looking back, Senor Shereeff!” he commanded. “The firs’ hombre who pools a gon weel die, sabe usted? Now, andale!”