Back in 1957, in Germany, some older guy in the unit was extolling the virtues of the .45 ACP. He claimed that one shot from a .45 took some guys arm, "clean off" with one shot. He did not see it himself and I think it was a hand-me-down story too.
This story has been handed down in my family. My great-grandfather was a hunter and used to sell meat in Denver from deer and elk he shot out on Cherry Creek. The meat sold for .08 cents a pound.
When he was hunting for camp meat in the Big Horn Basin in Wyoming he was on an elevation overlooking a watering hole when he saw a large buck drinking water. He fired a single shot and ended up with three deer. There was a doe and a fawn on the other side of the buck, and all fell to the single shot.
Of course I wasn mot there to witness it, but I know that all the men in my family were good shots and with the exception of me, they all shot meat for the table. Great-grandfather Frank was at one time known as the greatest rifle shot in the Rocky Mountains. He used to have contests in Denver with man named Gove, who was a gunsmith. They would set up a metal circle on a post and back off so many paces and shoot. After each shot, they would back off and shoot again, untill someone finally missed.
One day I was in Denver visiting our field office. I took an afternoon and went to the main library and spent several hours of research. I was getting weary and about to give up. I told myself I would look for 10 more minutes after a break to rest my eyes. When I sat down at the reader again I started scanning old papers and the first page was about him. He had collecterd some specimens for inclusion in a natural history display. I need to do some checking and see if any are still there.