It is a good read and some of the stories are almost outlandish to believe and full of bravado but I think its well written. It does suck you in reading about it all if your a Hemingway fan. Supposedly stories are taken from a recording of Leicester detailing accounts not previously documented from their exploits. I think Leicester was much younger than Ernest as I recall. The king cobra story was... don't know how to describe it. Just read it. I think best part is how Leicester describes Hemingway's writing style and its hard to disagree with the point.
BTW just reread a chapter last night that I forget about regarding a tiger hunt that is chilling. Such incredible stories that probably has a profound impact on Ernest. Hard to believe he would not of written about it, but is compelling that he didn't since he felt maybe so much guilt. What I find very interesting is that this book came out probably 10 to 12 years ago and it mentions the destruction by his son of the Scott 12 bore SXS that Ernest used to administer the "family exit". Here is link referencing another book's excerpt that talks about the Guns of Hemingway and reportedly shows a piece of the Scott Hemingway sidelock showing that a torch had been taken to it. It also appears to be the left sidelock.
https://gardenandgun.com/slideshow/e...gways-guns/10/
Besides mandatory reading of some his books I thought it cool that on my parents gentlemen farm as a kid we had some Hemingway cats (multi-toed). A good friend of my parents that also owned our local newspaper was a huge Hemingway fan. He almost fell out his chair when my Mom made a passing comment about all the multi-toed kitties we had. He had to have one. He picked a real rare one since it had multi toes on all four feet. The scariest part was it had two long toes that were fused at dew claw area on both front feet. That cat learned to use those extra toes almost like an opposable thumb. Man that cat could climb almost as fast as it could run. I always thought that would make an incredible horror story like Lions of Tsavo if there was ever a large cat like a tiger, lion or cougar that had those type toes. I had never seen a grown man fawn over a cat that much. He acted the same as someone that had been given the pick of the litter from a famous bird dog or maybe the first foal sired by Secretariat (First Secretary).