I thought he was talking about playing six strings for the grateful dead.
Billy moved to San Antonio to live with his brother for a few months back in the 80's. I got the lucky job of taking him around to look for action and we never lost a bet.
At one pool room someone asked billy how old he was and billy said, 30,30,30,30,35 or something to that nature. Billy would stutter every once and awhile and the other guy was telling me later that he was thinking, 30 ok, 30 ok got it, alright your 30, yeah 30, oh 35. After billy cleaned out the best players in that pool room we moved on and a few months after he left town I was playing in a tournament at this same pool room. So the guy who asked the question about his age was telling me, wow, that guy can play, wow. And somebody else asked him, what would you do if god said to you. I will make you as good a player as Billy but you will have to live the rest of your life with a stutter. Without a moment of hesitation the guy said, I WOULD BE ONE STUTTERING MOTHER F****R.
I also heard a story about billy taking off some small town pool room owner for tens of thousands of dollars. I am sure there are parts of this story that are not correct so if you know anything about this story please add to it or correct it. His pockets were so full of cash that the owner said, hey you cant play with all of that money in your pocket, you can hardly bend over your pockets are so stuffed, here is a bag to hold it. Towards the end of the night a group of big fellows show up and give billy the dirty stare down and billy finally asks the owner. Am I going to be able to leave with this money and the owner said NO. Am I going to be able to live and the owner said, YES, so billy broke down his cue and got out of there.