Anyone ever need to draw their CCW?

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I appreciate this discussion and I certainly will think on it further.

Thanks Mr white for your service as a peace officer, and for telling that story.
 
I appreciate this discussion and I certainly will think on it further
Here's a way of thinking about it.

A gun in hand, or in a holster, is in no way a talisman. It is not a magic charm that can stop or deflect the progress of bullets, arrows, thrown rocks, or other missiles.

The only way a person with a gun can protect himself when he goes into his house, out to the car, into the yard, or down into the living room to investigate is to see the evildoer first and shoot quickly and effectively enough to stop him first.

Those who play movies in their minds are cautioned to not model them after screen fiction, in which the action is slowed so the audience doesn't miss anything, we know where the bad guy is, and the good guy always wins.

That's pretty simple stuff, but to be frank, I didn't take it to heart myself for a long, long time.
 
Almost did once. Got out of my truck and had no situationally awareness at all! Van door opened up and two guys got out, that had pulled along side of me in a Wally World parking lot at 4am. My SD, at the time, took care of them, but I had my hand on my P938 and it had cleared my pocket before I really thought about it.

That was the only time. Since I have a SD or SDiT with me all the time, I get lazy. I have stepped up awareness a bit after that.

Lefty
 
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I lead a life of avoidance thus avoiding stupid places, people and things. The other item is ones environment, we were very selective of that when we relocated to our present location. My last shooting situation was in my Marine Corps days which is long in the past. Yes I conceal carry for when all else fails.
 
Yes. Many of what people "think" they know in a shooting are not realistic at all when bullets start flying in both directions.
 
Once, at a B of A ATM in Oakland, Ca. by the Grand Lake theater in roughly summer, 1993.

I parked my Toyota pickup with the ex-wife staying inside and walked to the ATM to grab cash for something. As I did, this played out like a scene from of a 1970's urban film; a couple of local gentlemen in a huge 2-door caddy wearing bright colored suits and hats roll up alongside me and the passenger asked if I wanted to buy a car stereo. I said no thanks and kept walking towards the bank. I thought heard someone in the car say "ATM," so I kept an eye on them as I continued walking and they hung back.

Naturally aware, I glanced back as I stood in front of the ATM and saw the car was close by. The ATM was on the side of the building and faced the parking lot rather than around the corner at the front, so there wasn't much distance between the caddy and the ATM. The car had strategically stopped directly between the ATM and a fast food joint that shared the parking lot and the passenger door opened. The passenger was still seated and had turned towards me and put both his feet on the ground and his hand on the doorframe. He and the driver were looking back and forth really fast, so I figured he was going to rush out and mug me as soon as I took the cash out.

I unzipped the fanny pack, took my S&W 4013 out and held it low at my right hip with the barrel pointed their way so only they could see it. I asked "You really want some of this?" as the passenger started to rise up. When they looked at me, both their eyes bugged like VW beetle headlights. The passenger fell back into the front seat, the door slammed and their ride peeled out and took off towards Grand Ave.

I put the gun away, grabbed my cash and left. No harm, no foul, no one hurt.

Stay safe.
 
My girlfriends old man (unbeknownst to me) showed up outside a bar we had just left on his harley. He outweighed me prolly 100lb. At least seemed like it in his leather.
I was just getting to my crotch rocket. I took my glock out from under the seat and put it in my front pocket, handle sticking out. He saiid the bs "you can run but you cant hide"
But he never got off his bike.
Good thing, for both of us.
True story
 
I'm not talking even about needing to shoot. Just if you ever needed to draw your weapon.

Just trying to wrap my head around what I see as a relatively rare need of using a CCW and training sites that are teaching you to clear rooms, shoot from cars, carry backup weapons, etc. It seems that there is a disconnect between what an average person needs to know and what an average training course teaches.

As others have said, it would be extremely rare for the average concealed carrier. Our duty is to protect ourself and family, when possible, create distance - which many interpret as "retreat in cowardice" and that is where things go sideways. We are not under any obligation to escalate unless lethat force is being displayed. At that point it has to be asked, how did we blunder into it? Wrong place wrong time.

IE, Motel knock on door. No, you do NOT open the door. That is the #1 method of home intrusion - most of the victims opened the door (being nice) and it created more risk and made the opportunity easier. It has taken awhile to learn not to - and my spouse still has that inclination, but not at motels anymore.Yet, female cleaning crews at condos are immediatly let in. Oh well.

As for ADVANCED training, yes, higher tier skills are available to those who should be prequalified to even attend, but money talks. Any graduate of Infantry or MP training should be more than familiar with how to clear a room, shoot from or near vehicles, carry of backup weapons, etc. Benning and Leonard Wood do this all day long. Thousands of graduates become veterans and move into civilian life.

Now, a disconnect between what CIVILIANS know and what courses teach, yes, and no. Most civilian concealed carriers get their initial course training if required by their state and after 8 hours in class over the legal consequences and a test on marksmanship they are "graduates" and go pay their fees. Are they actually go to go? Did we not have to learn more about driving a car than sitting in the seat and starting the engine? Do some go so far as to pursue and gain an SCCA license, or compete in rallies, drag racing, road racing, land speed record attempts? Lots of shooters go to matches that require moving while shooting, and actually use targets which picture human beings, too. All advanced training in the military seems to use targets that appear as enemy troops, not tiny bullseyes.

What "average" people do is something entirely different from what skilled and educated people do. What average people most often to is equate the ownership of a firearm with the ability to use it, and I would say that they should darn well know better from their experience learning how to drive a car. They weren't comfortable with it for at least a year and even then still learned things never before experienced. Like, when our local metro started installing the dreaded and confusing "roundabouts." Yet, deaths are down and congestion reduced by over 80% IMHO.

Yet, new to roundabout drivers still enter into them, then stop in the traffic circle despite the signs stating all others must yield to them, and the honking and waving start, just before the squealing brakes and cursing.

We have average gun owners, too, as one post recently on this board explained, homeowner heard a noise, got up, retrieved firearm, started clearing the house, was shot dead and later was found to have had an empty chamber and magazine. How do we train homeowners in the better procedure when there is no further legal requirement after licensing to gain more education and skills?

There is our major obstacle - we don't teach enough up front, to prevent restricting our rights, and we don't require further training after, achieving advanced skill levels. With those two things in mind, I don't see any other recourse other than to make the information available to those who are interested, which is a major social battle uphill. This is the cost of freedom, opposing points of view and the protection of our rights first. That it leads to citizens not pursuing more expertise is the cost.

And the perps? They pick the targets who look the least capable of self protection - if that means I am forced to dress in tactical hobo wear while out traveling or whatever, I must bear the cost of being seen and derided by others. We have seen the enemy and he is often us.
 
Have drawn a few times, no shots fired. Once drew on my own shadow! After that started carrying a flashlight.

Drew and fired once to finish off a raccoon that had run under my tire. CTC lasergrips allowed for expert shot placement and the end of suffering.

Drew once (did not fire) on an attacker when pepper spray was a bit slow to have effect. He likely never saw the weapon but his friends sure did. They stopped wanting to play after that.

A close friend lives in the local city's version of "ghetto" and draws his pretty often. His willingness to shoot his neighbors is the only reason his house and cars haven't been broken into.

I mow for him and he tells me "don't talk to my neighbors" and "if you want police to come, you have to use the magic words. Those are 'I currently have him at gunpoint.'"

I didn't believe him at first but later realized, he spoke God's truth.
 
Long story short… in 2014 I was followed into a gas station parking lot at about 4:45am. I pulled up to a pump and they parked parallel to the building across 5 parking spots, directly across from me. They had their brights on and were in the shadow of the building. They could see me but I couldn’t see into their vehicle. After staring at each other for about 5-7 seconds it dawned on me that I was probably about to get into a “situation”. I was driving an Acura MDX so I did the long reach into the glovebox, retrieved the Glock 19 and upholstered it.
Well, that’s all it took for the other vehicle to turn the wheel a hard right and roll out of the parking lot.
Based on the context of the situation, they knew I wasn’t reaching for a map or Kleenex.
Edited to add… something to be said about the saying, “flight is evidence of guilt”
 
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Had a friend or two teach me a few things, like room clearing. I can clear the house atleast.

I had Force Recon Marines help me refine my door kicking skills, and I wouldn't attempt it alone. Nor does anyone I'd be with have that level of training that I'd want to try it with 2.

The army. We used to practice doing two man clearing. He had trained on it, and taught me the fundamentals.

OK, you practiced 2 man clearing. Your buddy does not live with you, and it is not a game for lone wolves to play. I practiced it with a Special Forces officer as well as the Force Recon Gunny and his men who asked us to join their Door Kicking session (they were using our MOUT unit, after all) but none of them lives with me, and SWMBO would not be a good option for a 2nd person.

I don't doubt this at all. But I'm not talking about clearing a house with folks laying in wait for you. Rather, the occasional unlocked door or bump in the night where most likely there is nothing, and if there were a person to be found, they would be untrained and caught off guard.

Ok. I will tell of the time I was almost shot as a 'bump in the night.' I was about 16, worked as a dishwasher/busboy at a restaurant, and it was summer so I walked home. When I was near home I popped my Walkman (dating myself here) on, and rocked out to some Metallica. I opened the front door with the key, and was taking my time getting in the foyer (split level) and unbeknownst to me, my Dad had called my name out twice, and when I didn't answer, grabbed his Python and Maglite (he was a cop), and when I turned around, I got an eyefull of Xenon light in which I could just see the barrel of the .357 poking out of. My dad yelled so loud I could hear him over James Hetfield. I took the headphones off and heard "YOU STUPID SOB, I ALMOST SHOT YOU! DON'T WEAR THOSE ^%#^ THINGS AT 2 IN THE MORNING!"

My answer to your question is yes, I have. I did not need to shoot. The young man realized bringing a knife to a gun fight was not a good idea.
 
entrophy,

Had something similar happen to me once getting home very late. I heard dad's drawer rolling open on its rails which could only mean one thing "HE'S GETTING HIS BEDSIDE .38!"

I immediate shouted "IT'S ME DAD, YOUR SON, I GOT IN LATE!" Dad programmed me to never wake him up "unless the house was on fire" so I would never risk waking him up unless my life was at stake.
 
Once, at a B of A ATM in Oakland, Ca. by the Grand Lake theater in roughly summer, 1993.
Loved that theater! Last movie I think I saw there was that Tarzan movie (early 80s?) with the French guy, Christopher Lambert. One of the last theaters in the USA with a smoking section, fer sure.

I still have an issue with posting any accounts on the (forever) Internet) relative to the OP's question. I did draw on a militant raccoon invading my next door neighbor's trash cans this one time, though... (no cameras or eyewitnesses surviving, fortunately)
 
Once.

I live pretty rural. I'm pulling in mid afternoon on a Saturday coming back from a IDPA match and from the car I see my wife frantically chasing our dog around the fenced in back yard. As I open the door to get out I hear her screaming that there's dogs trying to get in the fence around the other side of our property.

I open the fence to the back yard where our carport is and draw my G26 not knowing WTH is exactly going on but my wife's posture sent off a caveman like signal. With gun at the low ready I walk around the property to where the "dogs" were.

I find two old dogs outside our fence growling and barking but not acting overly aggressive at all. I holster and shoo them off, then get the wife and our dog in the house.


Pretty meager/silly story but at that moment when I pulled up in my car, saw my wife in that frantic state and got out and drew...I now know what an adrenaline dump is.
 
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