Once. It was weird, too. I was walking down the street, down town, when this young fella came running by like Lucifer was on his tail. Without a word, he tossed me a handgun as he ran by, and he was gone. I stuck it in my pocket while I contemplated what to do. I had just settled on turning it into the police, when lo and behold, a couple officers came around the corner and ran in the same direction as the young fella had gone. I tried to get their attention, but all they said was "not now" as they ran past. I figured I'd wait until the police were less busy, so I just went on back home. Never did figure out where everyone was off and running to, but to this day, I still enjoy shooting my free gun. People sure are friendly down town.