Exhibition Shot: Splitting A Playing Card in Flight
"He (Bob Munden) stunned the End of Trail tournament crowd in Coto de Caza, California, on April 26, 1986 with this one. Before his attempt, Boyd David of EMF Distributors expressed his belief that this would be impossible to do. Munden told him that he not only could do it, but that he would do it with Boyd's gun. Boyd Davis is one of the creators of the fun End of Trail tournament and EMF is one of the primary sponsors. Munden borrowed Boyd's gun, a .45 Dakota single-action with a 4 3/4" barrel. On the fourth try, he split a card -- an eight of hearts. This has to be one of the greatest exhibition shots ever done."
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