I guess it's right.

I've been wantin' to meet yuh." "That there last remark sounds like a traffic cop I had a run-in with once!" Casey snorted--merely to hide his gratification.

"You sound good, just to listen to, but you ain't altogether believable.

There's men in Lund that'd give an ear to meet me in a narrow trail with a hairpin turn an' me on the outside an' drunk.
"They'd like it to be about a four-thousand-foot drop, straight down.
Lund as a town ain't so crazy about me that they'd close up whilst I was bein' planted, an' stop all traffic for five minutes.

A show benefit was sprung on Lund once, to help Casey Ryan that was supposed to be crippled.