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The pistol, a fine, expensive weapon, had functioned perfectly. The trigger freed the cocked hammer from its tension spring. The hammer snapped forward, striking the copper percussion cap resting over the hollow steel nipple mounted on the barrel. The resulting spark flashed into the chamber,…

Yes!  You should read Manhunt, if you haven’t.  We know everything about Lincoln’s assassination, and yet the moment by moment retelling is edge of the seat stuff.