[XxWINxX94]

I always hear people talking about their concealed carry weapons, bed guns, truck guns, etc, but how many people have actually used theirs? I also read the "Armed Citizen" section in American Rifleman magazine and see that it does happen. Has anyone here ever had to use theirs for anything? Say a break-in/robbery, in public, emergency?

If you have, please share what gun you used :D

[psyork22]

Not me but my father "used" his in what could be considered a publlc emergency. He is in his sixties and works in a rough city on the east coast (hint: see my screen name) and on his way home from work he saw a man beating a woman on the street. He yelled from his truck for the man to stop and the man's attention turned to my dad and he started towards him but stopped abruptly as a Glock 26 peeked its way out the truck window. The attacker turned and left the scene. I always tell anyone who will listen that you never know who has a gun and never assume zero risk.(i.e. road rage)

[Malamute]

http://billingsgazette.com/news/local/article_9f6b7326-78b7-11de-aab0-001cc4c002e0.html

[Hatterasguy]

A friend of mine used his once. He was walking back from shooting at some targets on private land, on the road side but still on private property. A few tough looking guys stopped and got out of a car and started walking towards him. He is Asian and smaller so they probably figured he would be a pushover. But he is ex Thai military and was carrying a couple pistols on him having just shot them.:D

As they close on him one pops out a knife, he responds by pulling out I think a Walther P99. They rethink their position and high tail it back for the car.


IMHO I look at guns like health insurance. You hope to hell never to need it, but the day you do its worth its weight in gold.

[WALKERs210]

One time I know for sure, 5.56 and after the fight I bandaged the guy up.

[Warhawk83]

Malamute,was that you in the link?

[degunner]

When I started dating the woman that would be come my wife ( lets say SUE) her ex just hadn't gotten the idea that it was over and so was she. I went over to her place late (2330) and her Ex is there arguing with her about this that and the other I pulled in to the drive and my window was down, before I get the window up he's running at my truck yelling that he's "gonna cut my throat from ear to ear". His friend gets out of the Ex's car and takes off his sports jersey and starts my way. The EX is swinging through the open window and I dodged by layin down on the center console, I then turned side ways and sat on the center console, his friend was reaching in the truck and they were tryin to open the door but couldn't find the latches (I covered them with my feet). I called 911 and placed them on speaker phone, they could hear the whole thing all the yelling and everything, 911 said that they were sending help. During this time they grabbed my feet and start pullin as if they are goona pull me out the open window, I was able to hang myself up on the door edge and began to think this is getting bad really fast, Sue was trying to call the police when the Ex's friend let go of me and smashed her phone and knocked her down. This is when I drew my pistol from its holster and took aim on the Ex since he still had my legs out the window. His friend saw the gun and backed away as I am directing the EX to let go and step away! I am at this point aiming between my feet and I think "donn't shoot yourself in the foot, This is gonna be loud and this is gonna be messy!" I am at this point starting my trigger squeeze and it seems to take forever! I see the hammer start to travel backwards, I hear the police siren and the Ex lets go of my feet. The EX and friend flee in the Ex's car and would be picked up later for assult. At one point I was afraid that my weapon had a failure to fire, the weapon was at half cocked at the end of everything. I unloaded my weapon and set it on the hood of my truck and went to the tailgate and got on my knees since I could see the police comming down the street very fast! I did not want to get shot at this point so I was already on the ground when I first officer got to me.

I spent the next two hours being detained by the police and suffered various insults and comments and questions by various LEO's about everything under the sun including my funny ammo, I had a type of franginable ammo, legal to own and carry just not common. My CCW permit was checked, my driving record check warrants/ capias searched for, trcuk searched for any and all including registration and insurance. When it was over my weapon was returned with all my ammo since I had broken no law. His knife recovered from the cab of my truck ( I never saw the dam thing) The addreliane rush was unbelievable! when I was laying cuffed on the ground it wasn't so bad as I was still pretty keyed up but when the police left and I am sitting there I got the shakes so bad that I felt cold no I was freezing! Was a very strange feeling in the middle of summer.
It has taken longer for you to read this than it takes to listen to the 911 tape, I would have sworn it lasted more than half an hour...truth is it was over in less than a minute, 911 tape was 45 secs of attack. I am gratefull that I was legally armed as I am 100% certain that my weapon saved my life. Even thought I never discharged it.
No and I mean no primer strike- I had just started carrying my HK USP 40. I had carried a Glock 17 so I was used to no external safeties and carried the HK much the same. Chamber loaded and safety off! I went to the range when I woke up and my weapon and ammo functioned flawless.
Sorry bout the size...

[Radium]

degunner the longer the better :D it that was very intresting to read better then the movies and im happy u made it out without a scratch!

so how long have u n ur missus bin mistur n missus?

[inclinebench]

When I lived in New Orleans in the early 90s, I actually had two occaisons where having a gun might have saved my hide. Once was an angry crackhead telling me he wanted my wallet, I calmly drew as he approached, he saw the gun and turned around and left me alone. I put the gun away, got in the car and drove home where I continued to shake for about half an hour. Scared the crap out of me having to draw. Another time I was getting gas on my way to meet a buddy for duck hunting. I had my camo on, a big sack of decoys in the back of the truck, and my 870 in a case in the back. I was just steady filling, when some guy started at me from across the parking lot, yelling angrily about something. He appeared to be whacked out on crack. As he kept crossing the parking lot toward me, too wahcked out to realize that I was abviously going hunting (so probably had a gun). I unzipped my gun case, and slid some shells in. All I had was BB Steel, but he didnt know any better. When he was about ten feet from the other side of my truck bed, I raised my 870, and politley told him to leave me be. He turned and walked off, cussing me the whole way. I went hunting from there, and once again, took a little while to calm down. I did not like having to raise a gun on someone, but at the same time I was glad that I had that option.

[heeler]

Yes.
I had a guy kick open my door and come storming in while I was laying on the couch watching T.V.
We had a pretty good fight and after a sharp left hook dropped him I grabbed a Remington 700 .270 and walked him out the door where upon he fled.
Neighbor saw me walk him out and called the police.
I was asked why I didn't shoot him by one of the officers as I had the legal right and my reply was that I had everything under control.
Truthfully I was white hot with anger when this guy invaded my home but I am honestly glad I did not pull the trigger.
Ymmv.

[Malamute]

"Malamute ,was that you in the link?"



No, just a story I heard about. That guy was really happy he had his gun that day.

[jayjaypunisher]

downrange, more than a few times with outstanding results! at home, thankfully no

[CraigC]

No but I came as close as I ever want to. Several years ago when I was a field tech in the Orlando area I had a close call. I was in a trashy trailer park in a bad area and cut the neighbor's cable by mistake. Why it was under my customer's trailer is beyond me. Anyway, this wannabe one percenter came out belligerent, he was gonna stomp me good for cutting his cable. I stood my ground and had decided that if he came at me I was gonna plant my 9" line pliers between his eyes. He went back inside and I fixed his cable. He came back out with a rifle in his hands. I asked him what it was for and he said "cleaning". I don't know what got into me that day but I was completely unfazed. I must've called his bluff because he got on his Sportster with his grungy "old lady" and rode off. I'm REALLY glad it didn't turn any uglier because all I had was a little Keltec P-32 in my pocket. Had he come at me with it or pointed it in my direction, things would be very different today, for both of us. Cooler heads prevailed. Glad that line of work is behind me.

[hammerklavier]

Why his cable was underneath his neighbor's trailer is certainly not beyond me :)

[CraigC]

Nope, he was legal. ;)

[Tully M. Pick]

My mom used one to defend herself and all of us kids from someone breaking into our home. I say someone because we never found out who did it, but one night she heard someone trying to break into our front door. This was a heavy, solid oak door with two deadbolts and a regular lock on it. The person tried kicking in this monstrosity of a door before attacking it with a crowbar, trying to pry it open. My mother, all 5' 3" and 100 lbs of her, stood back from the door, racked the slide on a .45 and loudly proclaimed "I'm gonna let you break in, and then I'm going to shoot you dead, so come on through you son of a bitch!"

For years I remember looking at the gouges in the door and wondering if my mom was scared when she said that. She later told me she was terrified, but what truly frightened her was what could have happened to her children. That's what drove her into action, and I don't doubt if the attacker had managed to get in that she'd have followed through on her threat.

[Guillermo]

on more than one occasion

I live in a better town these days.

Hopefully never again.

Looking down a barrel, either direction, is frightening. More so if you are looking down the hole

[XxWINxX94]

Interesting stories everyone, thanks for sharing, and keep them coming!

Tully M. Pick,
What area of Wisconsin are you?

[flhtcuibyhd]

Degunner - Nice story. I have never had to use a firearm in a self defense situation. I've been in places that I was glad I had one ready, but that is all. I do have a friend that tells a story of diffusing a situation by just showing his handgun. Sounds like this is a common occurance.

[springwalk]

WHen I first got my carry permit about 10 years ago I hadnt got a good iwb holster so I was using a Galco fanny pack to conceal my HK P7. So my buddy was out from Minnesota to visit me in the Porland Oregon area and after the visit I was dropping him off at the Greyhound station in downtown Portland. While in the station I had to go pee and a youngster(20-30 yrs old) black male confronted me in the bathroom saying something and eyeballing my fanny pack, probably assuming I was a tourist with money in my belly pack, he was trying to herd me into the bathroom stall telling me to go in there (to mug me I gathered), but I tugged on the cord of the Galco escort fanny as I felt I was in for it, preparing myself and he then for some reason backed off. I dont believe my pistol was in view for his display, but for what ever reason he left me alone. Needless to say I never used a fanny pack again as it advertises attention. Not necessarily that a gun is in it but for creeps that think cash and valuables are stowed in it. I thought about it and he could have very easily snatched the unit from my waist and had my sidearm. Now I only carry in my front pocket G26 or inside the waist G30.:o

[TeamPrecisionIT]

Two years ago I was cleaning my pistol over at the storage facility where I used to do my cleaning. I did it over there because my wife was not very happy with the smell of some of the cleaning products that I used to get my guns clean. Usually, this is a short procedure, but this day I decided I was clean not just my pistol but afterwards, my shotgun as well. I had just finished cleaning the pistol and started working on my shotgun when I hear footsteps and conversation between a few male voices outside of my trailer. I end up only hearing one phrase clearly which got me into defensive mode, "That's a shotgun case, wanna look?"

Since I had just finished cleaning my pistol and had it loaded ready to be holstered, I put it in my jacket pocket to 'investigate' (Mistake #1). Once I step out of the trailer there are three males walking straight towards me at the door of my trailer with what I can only describe as a pissed off look on their faces. They get about 15-20 feet from when I drew my handgun and pointed right at the chest of the guy in the center of the group. I said nothing (Mistake #2) and they started to apologize and walk away backwards. Once they were about 50 feet from me, I went back into the trailer (Mistake #3) and got the shakes, wondering wth happened?!

In the end, they turned out to be one former Marine and two of his buddies, not Marines, who only seriously wanted to ask me what kind of shotgun I had. I learned this the next time I saw them and we actually struck a conversation. They understood why I had done what I did, and we (The Marine and I) have since spoken on a few occasions - we're aren't friends or anything close.

I am very glad I never put my finger on the trigger and killed a fellow service-member (the Marine was the guy in the middle) due to his own curiosity and demeanour causing me to react the way I did. I have trained and trained and trained since then to say "Stop!" before/during my draw in order to avoid clamming up like I did. I also just clean my guns at home now!

Damian

[Tully M. Pick]

Interesting stories everyone, thanks for sharing, and keep them coming!

Tully M. Pick,
What area of Wisconsin are you?

We lived down in Kenosha when this happened, now I live up in the Appleton area.

[bigfatdave]

springwalk, my guess would be that suddenly you went from an easy victim to a risky one, just based on your body language. Muggers aren't out for a challenge, they're out there to make a quick grab with minimal effort and risk to themselves.

A relevant article at this link ...
http://xavierthoughts.blogspot.com/search/label/Mindset
(actually, a bunch of relevant articles, but the top one right now is the one I'm thinking of)

[jlbpa]

I stopped at a rest stop on the alligator highway in Florida. I parked somewhat far to side of the building so I could walk a little to stretch my legs. There were no other cars in the parking lot. When I came out of the building there was a car parked right next to mine and a dirtball looking guy standing there looking at me. I had my glock 19 in a don humme iwb front right waist/belly (that little space there if you're still skinny :-) ) so I stood there staring at him with my hand on my glock but still concealed under my shirt tail. After about 30 seconds of staring he got back in his car. I walked to mine keeping an eye on him got in and drove off. No way he coincidentally parked right next to my car within a couple feet with my car being so far off to the side of the building. I'm glad I had my glock.

[psyopspec]

"I'm gonna let you break in, and then I'm going to shoot you dead, so come on through you son of a bitch!"

Lord, help me put a ring on the finger of a woman who could sound off with that and back it up if necessary to defend her family.

[FatPants]

Not me, but my parents. They live on the outskirts a very small town in Northern Michigan. A few months ago, my mother woke up in the middle of the night to the noise of someone trying to open the sliding glass door on the back of the house. She woke up my dad, who retrieved his A.H. Fox SxS 12ga (I know its an odd choice for an HD gun, but he loves it, and is VERY familiar with it) and released the dog from his crate. Dog immediately ran out to the back door and started barking. Dad walked out to investigate a minute later, and there was nobody there. He said he let the dog out, and the dog ran to the back of the fence and sniffed all around for quite a while. My dad can either be the nicest guy you have ever met, or the scariest SOB you have ever seen. Mom said that he walked out onto the back porch in his underwear, fired one round into the air and yelled "Come back MF'er, Ive got a present for ya!" Apparently home invasions are on the rise in the area with people entering homes trying to get prescription drugs.

Lessons learned:
Dont crate your dog at night.
Dad is a little nuts.

[degunner]

made it legal 09/24/08....She and the kids shoot now too! and thanks for the kind words

[TexasRifleman]

Several times over the years.

AR, Mini-14, 16 ga SxS, and a Sig 239 are the ones I've actually had out for serious business.

Thankfully have not had to pull the trigger to stop something from happening, and hope I never do.

[BruceB]

My work partner and I were making an old mine building somewhat habitable in the wilderness of the Northwest Territories, planning to stay there for a couple months for some claim-assessment work.

The first morning we were there, I let my husky pup out and went back to bed. I soon heard the dog barking in a most-unusual way, so got up and grabbed a .303 #5 Mk I carbine on the way to the door. The dog ran between my legs as soon as it opened, closely followed by a large black bear.

The muzzle of the rifle was only a foot or so from the bear at the first shot, which was QUICKLY followed by three or four more rounds....I'll honestly swear that there were several empties in the air before the first one hit the ground. The bear died only a couple of feet from my toes. Pity my partner, who was blissfully asleep a few feet from the muzzle when this all began!

I had a Ruger .44 revolver hanging on a nail beside the rifle, and it probably would have worked equally well, but I'm still glad I grabbed the .303.

[ForumSurfer]

Dad is a little nuts.

If all it takes is going outside in a shotgun and your skivvies then I must be nuts, too.

I caught a peeping tom which turned out to be my neighbor's juvenile delinquent offspring. He was peeping in the bedroom on myself and my ex-wife. I should have been more THR, less hot headed and called the police. :banghead: Instead I had her call while I ran outside with the 870 and not much else. I did catch him and I stood by my ex-wife, shotgun over the shoulder calmly discussing the matter with his very understanding and ex LEO parents...in a towel (that my then wife graciously brought out) with a marine magnum over my shoulder.

[Officers'Wife]

Hi FatPants,

Dad is a little nuts.

The story is told of my late uncle hearing a car pull up to the gasoline pump at 2 AM. He rushed out the door with a 44 caliber revolver wearing a pair of undershorts and his hat. It was said in a pinch he would have neglected to put on the undershorts.

My late uncle disliked having people steal from him.

[Big Boy]

I imagine there are plenty of naked/skivvies stories. Hell, I sleep in my boxers and usually naked if my girlfriend is in the bed. If someone ever meets the end of my barrel in the middle of the night it's about a 50% chance they'll be meeting the end of something else as well...

[Sniper X]

I have had to pull a gun three times in non war time. I lived in California the first time. This was well before their gun laws got so bad you can't have a gun to pull. I was actually on my way home form the range up at Laguna Secca and was in Salinas leaving my buddy's house when I had to pull in a little gas station on Hiway 68 for gas. There were no other cars in the station and i parked at the first available pump on the outside row as I pulled in.

I had the hose in my tank already pumping gas when Mexican field worker pulled in behind me in a beat up rough sounding van. He got out and with and aggressive tone and look on his face told me to move to the next pump. I told him I was almost done filling up and he ordered me to pull forward. I said no you go to another pump. He got all puffed up and got in his van.

BTW all this he was telling me was in Spanish which I understood at the time...kind of still do!

Anyway, he gets back out of the van with a sawed off baseball bat and a tire iron and starts coming towards me which is when I pulled the 1911 from my holster and pointed it between him and the ground and told him to stop....you NEVER saw a guy get nicer quicker than he did! TOTAL de-escalation of the entire event! He put both weapons down, started backing off apologizing and got in his van and left .... a CHP showed up in about ten seconds by coincidence, and the attendant who saw and heard everything told the cop the story and the cop went off down the road after him. I was going the same way when I saw the guy pulled over down the road cuffed being put in the back of the car....I just honked, waved, and went home.....


The other two times were when I caught someone in our dealership who were street people who came in looking for something to steal.

[jlasserton]

A friend of mine got held up at gun point, but said she would have never had time to pull out a weapon because it all happened so fast. She said all you think about is your life and how you can make the situation end. I think that no matter how prepared you are the chances of using your weapon decrease when you are under pressure.

Be Aware (http://www.aware.org/)

[Franco2shoot]

This happened many years ago. Wife and I lived in a back street neighborhood between Baltimore and Annapolis. It was a two level house that we were renting in a dark (no street lights) area, Little tavern at the street end, small grocery store. About 2 AM in the morning I hear a noise on the back screened in porch. From the bedroom window, I can see two figures wearing stocking caps ... weird in the summer... I couldn't see what they were attempting, but they were at the top of the steps in front of the outside screen door. I reached under the bed pulled out the 12Ga. Beretta o/u dropped in two double ought shells that were in the nite stand and awakened my wife telling her to call 911. Meanwhile, I went down the hall through the kitchen to the laundry room that had the house's back door opening to the porch. By this time, the 2 ne'er do wells had made their way across the porch to the house back door, and I could see the bigger fella poking a huge screw driver between the door jamb and the door lock plate in an attempt to pop the door open.

I placed the shotgun on the top edge of the appliance white washer/dryer and reached up for the light switch. At this point you wouldn't have been able to pound a toothpick up my backside with a 10 pound hammer. Although the moment was very very short, it seemed like minutes. As soon as I flipped the light on the big guy looked directly at me and saw the double barrels pointing at him. He was gone faster than a squirrel with a snarling Doberman bearing down.

About 8 or 10 minutes later the police showed up. They surveyed the area, but said there was little they could do.

Too bad... remember that tavern I mentioned at the beginning? About a month later, 2 AM in the morning a duo (don't know it to be the same guys, but you draw your own conclusions) they broke into the place, waitress/owner cleaning up counting proceeds, put up a fight and she didn't make it - tire iron to side of head was fatal. After that, a wide area search finally caught, tried and convicted both on murder charges.

There but for the grace of God....

Police are good guys don't get me wrong, but they most often show up after the crime, they do not prevent it. What the event taught me was that every situation presents its own scenario. Be prepared! I suppose I could have stayed in the bedroom, but I didn't. In our present home, everyone sleeps upstairs. Anyone coming up the stairs are a threat. Downstairs, they can haul off as much as they like til the police show up, but come up the stairs.... not gonna happen.

KKKKFL

[Officers'Wife]

which is when I pulled the 1911 from my holster and pointed it between him and the ground and told him to stop....you NEVER saw a guy get nicer quicker than he did! TOTAL de-escalation of the entire event!

Further proof of Bodel's third theorem- the speed of an aggressive man to a reasonable man is directly proportional to the size of the hole at the end of the barrel.

[Snifferhound]

Twice for me. First time, I had been cleaning my little double 20 ga and had it by the bed. Middle of the night, heard the front door being broken in. Guy came into the bedroom just as I swung the shotgun from where it was laying. Guys eyes got as big as saucers! He was drunk, slurred some apology and left. Good thing as the shotgun wasn't loaded! Second time, I had evicted a druggie from a rental house that I was moving back into. Heard an old Harley pull into the drive and saw it was a couple of my former renters buddies. I grabbed my 870 and stood inside a close door from the entry porch waiting for them to come in. They didn't disappoint me. When they opened the door, I chambered a round. They stopped dead in their tracks and stammered a question about where their buddy was. I told them I didn't know and didn't care. They decided real quick to get out of there! Word traveled real fast and I never had another problem. This was all in a rural town of less than 750 people! To this day, I still like the intimidating factor of a shotgun for home defense.

[Shadow 7D]

I would like to point out that chambering a round was effective BECAUSE it was expected escalation, and S-hound, did you already had one chambered?

So, the rack of a slide, is a deterrent, just not quite as good as a loaded gun.

[XxWINxX94]

Great stories everyone!
When I'm home alone I will take out my Smith Airweight .38Spl and keep that close. I've heard some strange noises before and almost got my AK out to investigate, but I guess those noises are always just the house......

@Tully M. Pick
Ok I know right where those places are. I was askin cause my summer home is in Wisconsin. It's about 60 miles north of Green Bay, in a town called Crivitz, where I do all my shooting.

[Guillermo]

woman I knew named Susan was in the midst of an ugly divorce. Her soon to be ex came to her house drunk and was breaking in via the front door. She warned him that if he did she would shoot him with the .22 rifle that she was holding. He broke the glass of the french door (yes it was an outside door) and reached in to unlatch the lock. She drilled him in the middle of the chest at a range of 3 feet. He cursed, fell back and lay on his back on the front porch.

The police had already been called and when they showed up he was still lying on the porch smoking what he thought was his last cigarette. The minuscule 22 hit the sternum and didn't penetrate. They didn't even wait for an ambulance, just put him in the squad car and took him to the hospital where they cleaned the wound, put on a band aid size bandage. The same officers took him to jail.

She decided not to press charges as he couldn't pay alimony or child support if he was in prison so he was released the next day.

My brother married her not long after that and the first thing he did was buy her a j frame in 38 special.

Of course I teased him about how that act might be his undoing. (of course she was totally justified)

Interestingly enough she divorced my brother too and the two ex husbands became friends, both pining her loss.

I don't know what they saw in her but damn...they sure saw it.

[Full Metal Jacket]

he was trying to herd me into the bathroom stall telling me to go in there (to mug me I gathered)


not necessarily.....:eek:

[wrs840]

^^^^^
Coerced amateur proctology?

Les

[Hangingrock]

To the question,Yes

[ljnowell]

I did, when I was 12 years old.

My mother and father and I were watching TV in our front room and heard a loud thump from the kitchen. My dad got up to investigate, and being a 12 year old boy, I followed right along. He looked all around and could find nothing. Just as we were about to abondon the search we heard it again and it was coming from the window area, about the sink. My dad goes over and pulls open the curtains and there is a face staring back at us. My dad yells at the guy to stay where he is, then turns to me and says "Go grab your shotgun." I ran to my room, about 20 feet away and grabbed my shotgun from behind the door, three shells (000buck) to put in the gun and stuffed a few more in my pockets. I came back into the kitchen loading it and expecting my dad to take it away from me. Instead he says "I'm going out to get him, if he breaks through that window, shoot him." Now the blood is really pumping.

My dad goes outside and drags the guy around to the front. When I run to the front porch I see my dad standing over the guy. The fella was dressed in a Tuxedo, and covered in mud. He also stank to high heaven of sour mash. We waited almost 10 minutes for the cops to get there, all the while i was sitting on the porch with my shotgun and my dad standing over him like the lord himself. When the cops got there and sorted it out it turns out the fella lived a block over. He was at a wedding reception and got drunk as a skunk, got out of line, and got himself thrown out. He thought he was climbing into the back window of his house, as his wife was sleeping in the front room waiting for him to come home(they had some marital problems, if you can imagine that).

In the end my dad did not press charges, as the guy did not mean to harm anyone, and actually, was a good guy in life. He just made some radical mistakes. I can still remember the cop telling the guy "Monte, if you would have broke that window, that young man would have shot you. With the gun he has, we would have been picking up pieces. You better think next time."

Thats my story of using a gun in defense. I am quite a bit older now, but havent had to use one in defense since I was 12.

[Full Metal Jacket]

a guy named Monte tried to break into your house wearing a tuxedo?

:eek:

[ljnowell]

a guy named Monte tried to break into your house wearing a tuxedo?



Yes, in fact he did. I will never forget his name. I still remember his last name too, though it would be inapropriate to post it.

[Full Metal Jacket]

i squirted someone with a watergun once when i was a kid.

[ljnowell]

i squirted someone with a watergun once when i was a kid.

Did you put his eye out?

[Full Metal Jacket]

no, but he didn't steal my lollipop.

[ljnowell]

no, but he didn't steal my lollipop.

Another lollipop saved by the castle doctrine

[Full Metal Jacket]

that's exactly what i was thinking at the time.

[FIVETWOSEVEN]

Were you carrying a reload JIC those first few squirts didn't get him?

[degunner]

I already posted my better of two stories and I would like to add to what Franco2shoot said about LEO's showing up after the crime.
I was amazed to find out that the POLICE even after calling 911 were under NO LEGAL OBLIGATION TO PROTECT YOU FROM HARM! Most people think that though. There are United States Supreme Court rulings acquiting Police departments of wrongdoing when they did not get there in time to prevent loss of life and or significant injury.
My uncle-in-law a SGT with the local sherrifs dept explained it to me as this...
The police enforce laws as we see them broke but our bigest priority is to investigate crime, we then pass on our findings to the DA's office who file charges and take it to court if required. He said the public is supposed to handle security for themselves. And not to long ago most people did. but then things got PC...
I keep this in mind when checking those bumps in the night, walking out to the car in a darker (absent of light) than I prefer parking lot and when well you get the idea...I refuse to be a victim.

[LEVRLOVR]

Pulled, pointed, but had no need to fire a 12 gauge Mossberg pump in defense of my mother and father when I was 18.

Crazed neighbor broke in the front door over a dispute about his dog.

He was arrested and lost his job over the incident.

[Tully M. Pick]

@Tully M. Pick
Ok I know right where those places are. I was askin cause my summer home is in Wisconsin. It's about 60 miles north of Green Bay, in a town called Crivitz, where I do all my shooting.

Almost a Yooper der, hey.

[opie4386]

well i shot a rabbid coyote with a 249 saw at 4 am.

Me and 3 other's were put on a all-nighter guarding live ammo at a range on camp pendelton. we were in a small tool like shed that could only fit about 2 people and ammo. i was in the shed and the rest were snuggly asleep on a connected concrete slab. we had reports of a rabbid coyote earlier that night and were told to shoot it with a 9mm. Now the range was way out in the hills with no lighting whatsoever and the whole night we could hear coyotes within 50-75 meters of our location. Periodically we would get this lone coyote that would really come close and jump around like crazy. Now i didn't feel comfortable using the 9MM since i was never appropriately trained with it. Being a expert marksman with the M-16 i loaded about 5 rounds that i pulled off a 249 link belt and put the mag by my side. So about 20 min into my shift i decide to clean the 249. As i start to do the safety checks before take down i look up and see the darn coyote just standing there about 10-15 meters just watching me. so i reach for my m-16 very shyly and low and behold its not to my left like it should be. Then i remember that It just so happens to be in my sleeping bag in between a nco and a pvt lol. Now i could have gotten the rifle but i didnt want to loose visual on the coyote and the pistol was out of the question as it was behind me on a top shelf meaning i would again lose visiual for a second. So i calmly close the lid cover on the 249 and load the magazine into it and by this point the coyote was just jumping around rolling in the dirt. so i got it in my sights and emptied the 5 rounds on it and quickly dropped the saw. I immidiately grabbed the pistol and charged at the wounded pest followed by my scared [obscenity removed by moderator] pals lol. the coyote was wounded so the nco gave it 1 more round to put it out of its misery

[Shadow 7D]

Opie, LOL,
Never did that, but a buddy did let off a burst (blanks) when the pigs scared the crap out of him on night land nav, on Cole range, Ft. Benning, those things are scary, not all that loud, On the other hand, I also got to laugh my but off when my aviation (both pilots and mechanics) unit spent an hour chasing an armadillo at JRTC thinking it was a squad of OPFOR.

I've never had to draw as a civilian, but, I will say that being in a unit that is known to engage, and having God look out for you, help us all come back alive.

[kenno]

I was probably 16YO, back in the 1960's when My cousin and I camped out on an old Ventura Hills ranch in CA. If you ever watch old Hollywood cowboy movies from the 1930's and see a modest ranch house, with a veranda, in a dry valley, a single barn and skinny rail fence,, that's where I was. So we walked out to this abandoned ranch house to spend the night, we had a BSA 177 cal air rifle, like boys mostly carry, and a tin of 177 ammo.
We were only a dozen miles from the I-5 Freeway but back then, that place was remote!
We moved into the old barn and started to cook our can of beany weanys when in the distance we heard motorcycles. Normaly that was not unusuall but it was past 10PM in Febuary, very dark and cold even in CA.

Well it became apparent that the bikes were dirt bikes piloted by 'Tough Kids' looking to make themselves feel big, intimidate the footbound likes of me and my cousin who was sorta frail. They tooled around the ranch house and barn hurling insults (how they knew there were no adults around is a mystery, maybe because there were no cars, maybe they tracked us) then withdrew, it was obvious to any dirt-wise kid that they were waiting in the darkness.
I climbed up into the hay loft, I had the air rifle. I guess the toughs did not have a firearm, they never shot back. The kids had no noise disipline, no light disipline, but they did not with draw back, past my effective fire range. Latter I built a fire in the barn yard and dared em to come and get me. I knew that the fire would destroy thier night vision and snuck out through the shadows and came-up behind them. Like I said they did not have a fire arm, and I had a BSA air rifle.
A few years later I joined the US Army, I lost track of my cousin until the late 1990's. He, raised by a HOLLYWOOD single mother, was a complete mess, a basket case, raised on designer drugs instead of a solid family. Yeah, he had married an 'artist',,, a very SICK artist! They had beutiful children yearning for a stable family,,breaks my heart. Anyway, he told me then that I had sent a few of the Toughs to the hospital, seems they had never suffered an injury and the reality of the situation had unnerved them. My heart bleeds to this day.
Outside of that I have nevered harmed any person in any way because I am a pacificist.

[JoeSlomo]

Only at work, and not on U.S. soil.

It angers me to even imagine I would have to use deadly force in my home nation, however, that is the nature of the beast...

[TEXMEX]

Bottom line after experiencing several shooting situations on the job is it's only scary the first time. At least that's the way it was for me. It's sort of like sky-diving = the first one is the BIG one.

But...............it's been a long time since I've had to use a gun, so who knows? Maybe it would be like the first time all over again now..... and just as scary?

We just built a new house in a 99% Latino neighborhood near the Mex border and there are SWAT-like home invasions happening here all the time, so I just might find out. The guy next door is a local cop and his new house has already been spray painted with a LARGE MS-13 gang logo.....which didn't make his young wife too happy, especially since he works nights!

It turns out the quiet little street we thought we were building on is a gang short-cut to and from some bad areas of town.

[bellyup039]

I came VERY VERY close to shooting a dog in self defense about 1 month ago.

Walking my Super friendly dog in a public area. Marked " keep your dog on a 6 foot leash."

I was.

NUM NUTS let his dog run loose.

Num nuts dog runs towards us in a hurry. I yell. Dog keeps comin. BARKING as it ran. Left hand on my dog, which now got behind me cause she was afraid.

Right hand on Glock 39. left leg kicks dog as it approached.
Owner grabs dog as he was running after it and trying to stop it.

Gun never made it out of holster, but it was very very very close.
If my one kick would not have worked..
there most certianly would have been a loud noise.

After numnuts gets his dog, he said;"You didn't have to kick my dog."
MY response: "Your lucky I didn't shoot your dog."

He grabbed his dog and DRAGGED It off by the scruff of his neck.
(which i realize is ok, mom dogs do that all the time.)
But the whole time, his dog wanted to bite, and it was quite obvious.

[Warhawk83]

Mom said that he walked out onto the back porch in his underwear, fired one round into the air and yelled "Come back MF'er, Ive got a present for ya!"

I like your dad,lol. Too bad that wasn't video taped.