crashresidue
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Cheers,
Kinda funny now! I'm trying to quit smoking - well, both wife and I are.
Tonight - wife is already in bed, I'm playing - guess where - yea, here on THR. Only light on in the house is my computer, I step out to the car port and fire one up.
It's kinda chilly here on Maui tonight, so - I'm behind the freezer, out of the winds - and out of sight. I hear a car in the AO, but think nothing of it - my neighbors work some really strange hours.
Suddenly, my carport lights up like a nova. Lasts 10-15 seconds, then the next house's carport lights up. I look out, car in our driveway, no lights - except some kind of spotlight. They back out of the drive, I follow and they cruise the next street doing the same thing.
I call the "non-911" number and inform dispatch there is probably going to be a robbery in my area soon. Dispatcher is concerned if a crime has been already commited. I say "Not yet" and she says there isn't anything the police can do until I report a crime.
Sorry, I did bad - I told her that if the car returns and the occupants exit onto my property - there's probably going to be a shooting. Silence on the phone.
I come back in the house - I mean H*ll, this deserves at LEAST another cigarette - grab my 870, cycle it once, put in an inert round (home-made "snap-cap), grab the next smoke and ease back out into the car port.
Sure enough, about 15 minutes later - they're back!!!
Again - they light up my car port -I notice - no brake lights on the car. This time, as I hear car doors opening, I step out from behing the freezer, smoke dangeling from my mouth, cycle the 870 to insert the dud in the chamber and walk to toward the front.
Amazing, the healing qualities of that old 870 - suddenly, this vehicle has brake lights, back up lights, doors that SLAM closed, and she burns rubber exploding out of the driveway - does one of those "tv high speed reversing turns" and almost RUNS over - guess who? Brother John Law, just turning onto my street.
One squad, two squads, three squads - H*ll, we've now got a circus at the corner!!!
Both neighbors are out - both "semi dressed" - one didn't know I had firearms, my landloard did. He's a little distressed. - more at the "almost" than my weapon.
Squad #1 pulls into the drive - I pointedly shed the 870 - by the barrel and step back. Asked if it's "loaded" - duh - is this not the stupidest question you could be asked? "Yea, live rounds in the magazine, inert one in the chamber."
They've got the spotlight on us, so we can only see them as shadows - his voice is familiar. "You shoot at the range?" "Yea, and I know you!"
Kids!!!! Driver states "We were only gonna take some stuff - and HE pointed a GUN at us!!!"
They'll get their wrist slapped, somebody will loose the vehicle, and HOPEFULLY those kids get/got a lesson in "reality" - but probably NOT.
AND it's ONLY Friday night!!
Gentle winds,
cr
Kinda funny now! I'm trying to quit smoking - well, both wife and I are.
Tonight - wife is already in bed, I'm playing - guess where - yea, here on THR. Only light on in the house is my computer, I step out to the car port and fire one up.
It's kinda chilly here on Maui tonight, so - I'm behind the freezer, out of the winds - and out of sight. I hear a car in the AO, but think nothing of it - my neighbors work some really strange hours.
Suddenly, my carport lights up like a nova. Lasts 10-15 seconds, then the next house's carport lights up. I look out, car in our driveway, no lights - except some kind of spotlight. They back out of the drive, I follow and they cruise the next street doing the same thing.
I call the "non-911" number and inform dispatch there is probably going to be a robbery in my area soon. Dispatcher is concerned if a crime has been already commited. I say "Not yet" and she says there isn't anything the police can do until I report a crime.
Sorry, I did bad - I told her that if the car returns and the occupants exit onto my property - there's probably going to be a shooting. Silence on the phone.
I come back in the house - I mean H*ll, this deserves at LEAST another cigarette - grab my 870, cycle it once, put in an inert round (home-made "snap-cap), grab the next smoke and ease back out into the car port.
Sure enough, about 15 minutes later - they're back!!!
Again - they light up my car port -I notice - no brake lights on the car. This time, as I hear car doors opening, I step out from behing the freezer, smoke dangeling from my mouth, cycle the 870 to insert the dud in the chamber and walk to toward the front.
Amazing, the healing qualities of that old 870 - suddenly, this vehicle has brake lights, back up lights, doors that SLAM closed, and she burns rubber exploding out of the driveway - does one of those "tv high speed reversing turns" and almost RUNS over - guess who? Brother John Law, just turning onto my street.
One squad, two squads, three squads - H*ll, we've now got a circus at the corner!!!
Both neighbors are out - both "semi dressed" - one didn't know I had firearms, my landloard did. He's a little distressed. - more at the "almost" than my weapon.
Squad #1 pulls into the drive - I pointedly shed the 870 - by the barrel and step back. Asked if it's "loaded" - duh - is this not the stupidest question you could be asked? "Yea, live rounds in the magazine, inert one in the chamber."
They've got the spotlight on us, so we can only see them as shadows - his voice is familiar. "You shoot at the range?" "Yea, and I know you!"
Kids!!!! Driver states "We were only gonna take some stuff - and HE pointed a GUN at us!!!"
They'll get their wrist slapped, somebody will loose the vehicle, and HOPEFULLY those kids get/got a lesson in "reality" - but probably NOT.
AND it's ONLY Friday night!!
Gentle winds,
cr
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