“Some­where West of Laramie there’s a bron­co-bust­ing, steer-rop­ing girl who knows what I’m talk­ing about. She can tell what a sassy pony, that’s a cross between greased light­ning and the place where it hits, can do with eleven hun­dred pounds of steel and action when he’s going high, wide and hand­some. The truth is—the Jor­dan Play­boy was built for her…” (Art­work by Fred Cole)