Have you ever had to pull your carry gun
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Shawn Dodson
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Been CCW'ing since 1984 and I've never been in a situation, as a private citizen, where I ever considered drawing my pistol.
(It was a different story when I was an LEO. I patrolled a Navy town (Bremerton, WA) that was infested with violent gangs.)
(It was a different story when I was an LEO. I patrolled a Navy town (Bremerton, WA) that was infested with violent gangs.)
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wyocarp
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Just last weekend while in Phoenix. My wife was in the vehicle while I was getting a refund from Mariott because they had a No Firearms sign posted on the front door. Several guys had circled our vehicle a couple times while I was inside. They took off when I returned. A firearm was already ready for presentation in the vehicle.
MikeNice
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Yes, more than once. You can read about one in this month's edition of Combat Handguns. There is a more in depth version here on THR. The THR version actually covers the aftermath of a no-shoot draw.
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I OC'd for better than 30 years not once. Since constitutional carry [CC no permit] twice, both times my BUG as my EDC was blocked from draw. Once by a hand full of grocery bags, and once by a seat belt. Both times perp fled at the sight of a gun. Got me a nifty boot knife from one.
Yes and in my own home no less.
The firearm was a Remington 700 in .270 caliber.
After breaking away from the living room where I had knocked him to the floor with a good punch I retrieved the rifle out of my bedroom and met him straight on in the narrow hallway.
The guy looked as if he was going to literally melt at the sight of that rifle pointed at him.
That rifle changed the situation quite rapidly.
Glad he didn't decide to push things any further.
His beef was that I had the audacity to have a relationship with his ex wife and he could not handle it and came forcefully to try and change my mind.
I sometimes think people like this guy are more of a danger than some street hoods.
The firearm was a Remington 700 in .270 caliber.
After breaking away from the living room where I had knocked him to the floor with a good punch I retrieved the rifle out of my bedroom and met him straight on in the narrow hallway.
The guy looked as if he was going to literally melt at the sight of that rifle pointed at him.
That rifle changed the situation quite rapidly.
Glad he didn't decide to push things any further.
His beef was that I had the audacity to have a relationship with his ex wife and he could not handle it and came forcefully to try and change my mind.
I sometimes think people like this guy are more of a danger than some street hoods.
Mike1234567
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Jealousy often drives people insane for sure.
rkammer
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Once while getting into my car after lunch at a local fast food place. It was in my center console. Two scum bags approached, one on each side of the car asking for money. One opened the passenger door. They ran like hell when the pistol came out. Scared the blazes out of me!!
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Believe it or not, twice in twenty years w/ a NY CCW permit!
I was in a Tops parking lot where some guys were shoving an Old man around (trying to get his groceries). I was still with "target and hunting restrictions", they had large chef's knives. I find it funny that the law doesn't discriminate a chef's knife from the carving little knife that I make my Beretta 21A grips with, but that's a sepperate matter.
I drew my firearm and began yelling. I spooked the poor Old man (80 at least) and the thugs went running. I don't think they seen my 21A, one dropped his knife. The Old man thanked me as I picked his stuff up off of the ground.
Second time, getting out of work on my way home, "target and hunting" again!!! I was in a store that got robbed!!! I had a clear 25ft shot... I've taken woochucks at 70ft with this pistol.... My heart pounding, I crouched below canned goods as the thieves raided the store (threatening they had a gun)...
These idiots didn't even know I was there, but I was scared for the keeper who was a younger female.
I slid the safety off of my 21a in my pocket as I watched them proceed. I made a pact with my creator that if I heard a shot fired, I was getting up blazzing no-matter what, because I had an angle where the keeper wasn't in danger!
Yelling and screaming ensued as they took the whole register. When they exited the store, I went to pay for my milk (for coffee in the morning). The keeper, a mess, told me don't worry about the milk, "keep it", as I laid $5 on the counter.
As I walked out the door to my car (imagine the adrenaline), I was rushed by a NYS Trooper car as I literally watched the two pass the register back and forth because it was too heavy.
The Trooper had me at gunpoint as I tried to explain, but he made me lay down in a puddle of rain so deep, I had to keep my head up from drowning! My gun was soaked!
The Keeper ran out of the store to defend me, the Trooper didn't want to hear it, I told him I had my permit and by now I was that short of telling him to flip off...
I got him to call for his Supervisor after he noted I "ONLY" had a "target and hunting permit".
Supervisor asked you were in the store? I said yes Sir. He said, and you didn't? I said, No Sir because I didn't want to make a bad situation worse, I didn't see a gun.
He direct ordered me to get in my car to warm up as he called for the rookie (like a dog). Give this man his firearm back RIGHT NOW!
I latter found out that it was the second time these idiots hit the store in a month! I was wondering why there was a new girl working? A true Hero would have gotten her phone number.... That's all the professionals are good for I guess?
While I take a shot at the good guys for making me lay in a puddle, moral of they story is that caught off gaurd, you never know what you are capable of. I'm telling you, I felt like I swallowed my heart!
By NYS Law, I was justified to shoot all day long, but made the better choice in the end although I took a bath!
I was in a Tops parking lot where some guys were shoving an Old man around (trying to get his groceries). I was still with "target and hunting restrictions", they had large chef's knives. I find it funny that the law doesn't discriminate a chef's knife from the carving little knife that I make my Beretta 21A grips with, but that's a sepperate matter.
I drew my firearm and began yelling. I spooked the poor Old man (80 at least) and the thugs went running. I don't think they seen my 21A, one dropped his knife. The Old man thanked me as I picked his stuff up off of the ground.
Second time, getting out of work on my way home, "target and hunting" again!!! I was in a store that got robbed!!! I had a clear 25ft shot... I've taken woochucks at 70ft with this pistol.... My heart pounding, I crouched below canned goods as the thieves raided the store (threatening they had a gun)...
These idiots didn't even know I was there, but I was scared for the keeper who was a younger female.
I slid the safety off of my 21a in my pocket as I watched them proceed. I made a pact with my creator that if I heard a shot fired, I was getting up blazzing no-matter what, because I had an angle where the keeper wasn't in danger!
Yelling and screaming ensued as they took the whole register. When they exited the store, I went to pay for my milk (for coffee in the morning). The keeper, a mess, told me don't worry about the milk, "keep it", as I laid $5 on the counter.
As I walked out the door to my car (imagine the adrenaline), I was rushed by a NYS Trooper car as I literally watched the two pass the register back and forth because it was too heavy.
The Trooper had me at gunpoint as I tried to explain, but he made me lay down in a puddle of rain so deep, I had to keep my head up from drowning! My gun was soaked!
The Keeper ran out of the store to defend me, the Trooper didn't want to hear it, I told him I had my permit and by now I was that short of telling him to flip off...
I got him to call for his Supervisor after he noted I "ONLY" had a "target and hunting permit".
Supervisor asked you were in the store? I said yes Sir. He said, and you didn't? I said, No Sir because I didn't want to make a bad situation worse, I didn't see a gun.
He direct ordered me to get in my car to warm up as he called for the rookie (like a dog). Give this man his firearm back RIGHT NOW!
I latter found out that it was the second time these idiots hit the store in a month! I was wondering why there was a new girl working? A true Hero would have gotten her phone number.... That's all the professionals are good for I guess?
While I take a shot at the good guys for making me lay in a puddle, moral of they story is that caught off gaurd, you never know what you are capable of. I'm telling you, I felt like I swallowed my heart!
By NYS Law, I was justified to shoot all day long, but made the better choice in the end although I took a bath!
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wheelgunslinger
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Yep. Not for internet consumption.
Only once. Outside of a retailer I was approached by a man who appeared to be a asking for some cash. However, he was not willing to accept my answer (which was the truth; I don't carry cash). He was following me to my car and finally when I turned to face him he began to approach in a much more aggressive manor. I'd had enough trying to resolve the situation while being polite. I simply drew my pistol and brought it to a low ready. I then informed him we were now done with our correspondence. He chose to leave, and I called law enforcement to ensure that they were aware of the situation that had just occurred.
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no and I am very glad
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Yes.
Caution!
Let's exercise some care here, folks.
Presenting a firearm is serious business, and in a confrontational situation, doing so is unlawful unless it is justified. The threshold for justification varies among jurisdictions, but in most states, a civilian may not lawfully do so except when engaged in lawful self defense.
Should one ever have to do so, it is a very good idea to be the first to report the incident. That can reduce the likelihood of being regarded as a suspect from the outset, should the other party, or another witness, report something different from your account of the incident.
It is also a good idea to avoid the creation of unfavorable evidence regarding such an incident by placing statements on a public forum where there is no expectation of privacy.
Let's exercise some care here, folks.
Presenting a firearm is serious business, and in a confrontational situation, doing so is unlawful unless it is justified. The threshold for justification varies among jurisdictions, but in most states, a civilian may not lawfully do so except when engaged in lawful self defense.
Should one ever have to do so, it is a very good idea to be the first to report the incident. That can reduce the likelihood of being regarded as a suspect from the outset, should the other party, or another witness, report something different from your account of the incident.
It is also a good idea to avoid the creation of unfavorable evidence regarding such an incident by placing statements on a public forum where there is no expectation of privacy.
trex1310
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I've been involved in 2 separate self-defense shootings. I wouldn't
recommend it if another solution can be found.
recommend it if another solution can be found.
Deltaboy1984
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2 times in the past 25 years. I hope I never have to again.
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Every night. Before I go to bed I pull it out of my holster and lay it on the night stand.
Every morning it goes back into the holster.
Every morning it goes back into the holster.
RNB65
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I've never had to pull a gun I was carrying on my body. On one occasion many year ago, I retrieved a gun from a closet and held a thief at gun point until a deputy from the sheriff's department arrived to arrest him. It was on Christmas eve and he was stealing items out of unlocked cars in the neighborhood. Instead of enjoy other people's Christmas goodies, he got to enjoy Christmas day in the county jail.
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KleanBore: "Caution!
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Let's exercise some care here, folks.
Presenting a firearm is serious business, and in a confrontational situation, doing so is unlawful unless it is justified. The threshold for justification varies among jurisdictions, but in most states, a civilian may not lawfully do so except when engaged in lawful self defense.
Should one ever have to do so, it is a very good idea to be the first to report the incident. That can reduce the likelihood of being regarded as a suspect from the outset, should the other party, or another witness, report something different from your account of the incident.
It is also a good idea to avoid the creation of unfavorable evidence regarding such an incident by placing statements on a public forum where there is no expectation of privacy."
You are 100% right! In the first situation w/ the Old man getting robbed, I was fully justified in discharging my weapon, but because I drew it and didn't use it, I COULD HAVE BEEN ARRESTED IN NY! The Laws are very funky to say the least in NY. A friend of mine (LEO) technically I could have been charged for menacing if the thugs filed a report and who would I have to back my side of the story if I had no way to contact the Old guy I helped!
FOOD FOR THOUGHT!
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Let's exercise some care here, folks.
Presenting a firearm is serious business, and in a confrontational situation, doing so is unlawful unless it is justified. The threshold for justification varies among jurisdictions, but in most states, a civilian may not lawfully do so except when engaged in lawful self defense.
Should one ever have to do so, it is a very good idea to be the first to report the incident. That can reduce the likelihood of being regarded as a suspect from the outset, should the other party, or another witness, report something different from your account of the incident.
It is also a good idea to avoid the creation of unfavorable evidence regarding such an incident by placing statements on a public forum where there is no expectation of privacy."
You are 100% right! In the first situation w/ the Old man getting robbed, I was fully justified in discharging my weapon, but because I drew it and didn't use it, I COULD HAVE BEEN ARRESTED IN NY! The Laws are very funky to say the least in NY. A friend of mine (LEO) technically I could have been charged for menacing if the thugs filed a report and who would I have to back my side of the story if I had no way to contact the Old guy I helped!
FOOD FOR THOUGHT!
The only time I've come close to drawing my firearm was the very first day I CCW'd. Four dudes pulled up in front of me in a parking lot, jumped out, and were headed straight towards me when the lady in the back of the car screamed, "He's gotta gun!" They did a 180, got back in the car, and high-tailed out of there.
Their lookout saw that my belly bag was probably a CCW bag. Saved us all a lot of trouble. However, it's one of the reasons I usually OC these days, rather than CC.
Their lookout saw that my belly bag was probably a CCW bag. Saved us all a lot of trouble. However, it's one of the reasons I usually OC these days, rather than CC.
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As far as actually brandishing the firearm, no, it did not clear leather, however, it was close.
I had purchased a skid loader from a widow about 3 hours from my own residence. As part of the deal, a trailer came with the loader and not thinking clearly, I assumed the trailer was in as good of a condition as the loader. I was wrong. In pulling the loader and trailer back to my house, I had to pass through a major city here in the south. Every 15 miles or so I would have to stop and fill up the tires as they were a bit dry rotted. For one stop, I had no alternative but to pull into a rather hostile looking gas station in a very high risk neighbor hood. Given my ethnicity vs. the general ethnicity of the population of that area, lets just say I stood out.
However, I also had another problem, I was out of quarters for the air compressor. Up until this day, I had carried my sidearm, a Sig p239, only when it was conventient or if I planned on going somewhere I deemed to warrant ccw-ing. Luckily, the firearm was left in my messenger satchel from the night before when I had been out late with friends. Arriving at the gas station, I remembered that I had my weapon, and slung my bag over my shoulder.
As I walked into the gas station, I immediately noticed that every person there was looking right at me, and knew that I was the one with the expensive piece of equipment on a trailer in the parking lot. There were three young punks standing next to the entrance who were drinking some form of purple-drank. Keeping my satchel on my front side, I stepped up to the counter to change a dollar. Immediately as I turned around two of the punks were almost right behind me. One simply said "white boy, give me fitty cent." I replied "No." and pushed past him and then past the 3rd guy, to step outside.
The air compressor and truck were about 50 yards away from the entrance to the store and as I was about 15-20 feet away from the entrance, the 3 stooges came out. They were yelling and cursing about why I had to give them fitty-cent and that they would make me pay. As I walked, they kept pace with me. I walked towards the truck with my body angled back to them to keep an eye on their movement. I also opened the flap on my satchel and put my right hand inside, out of their view.
With about 30-45 feet to go to reach the truck, for some reason, the loudest curser, started trotting, hoping to close the distance. As soon as I saw him trying to close on me, I immediately turned around, assumed Farnham's "Interview Position." I unsnapped my holster, and my squared my feet towards them, leaving the gun in the bag off my right side.
As soon as I did this, every single one of them looked directly at my bag and stared at it for a good 10 seconds. It was the longest 10 seconds of my life. During this, their body language immediatly assumed a different posture.
The one cursing loudest said, in a rather nervous and pathetic tone, "hey, I just need fitty-cent". I told him "No. Move along."
After staring at me for another few seconds, the lead punk took two steps back, dropped his shoulders and walked off.
I had decided that I would not draw until it was with the absolute intention to fire, and if he had kept coming after I assumed the interview position, I would have started putting lead on target beginning with him.
Since then, I do not go ANYWHERE without my gun. If it is illegal to carry there, I don't go. (barring a court summons or such)
I had purchased a skid loader from a widow about 3 hours from my own residence. As part of the deal, a trailer came with the loader and not thinking clearly, I assumed the trailer was in as good of a condition as the loader. I was wrong. In pulling the loader and trailer back to my house, I had to pass through a major city here in the south. Every 15 miles or so I would have to stop and fill up the tires as they were a bit dry rotted. For one stop, I had no alternative but to pull into a rather hostile looking gas station in a very high risk neighbor hood. Given my ethnicity vs. the general ethnicity of the population of that area, lets just say I stood out.
However, I also had another problem, I was out of quarters for the air compressor. Up until this day, I had carried my sidearm, a Sig p239, only when it was conventient or if I planned on going somewhere I deemed to warrant ccw-ing. Luckily, the firearm was left in my messenger satchel from the night before when I had been out late with friends. Arriving at the gas station, I remembered that I had my weapon, and slung my bag over my shoulder.
As I walked into the gas station, I immediately noticed that every person there was looking right at me, and knew that I was the one with the expensive piece of equipment on a trailer in the parking lot. There were three young punks standing next to the entrance who were drinking some form of purple-drank. Keeping my satchel on my front side, I stepped up to the counter to change a dollar. Immediately as I turned around two of the punks were almost right behind me. One simply said "white boy, give me fitty cent." I replied "No." and pushed past him and then past the 3rd guy, to step outside.
The air compressor and truck were about 50 yards away from the entrance to the store and as I was about 15-20 feet away from the entrance, the 3 stooges came out. They were yelling and cursing about why I had to give them fitty-cent and that they would make me pay. As I walked, they kept pace with me. I walked towards the truck with my body angled back to them to keep an eye on their movement. I also opened the flap on my satchel and put my right hand inside, out of their view.
With about 30-45 feet to go to reach the truck, for some reason, the loudest curser, started trotting, hoping to close the distance. As soon as I saw him trying to close on me, I immediately turned around, assumed Farnham's "Interview Position." I unsnapped my holster, and my squared my feet towards them, leaving the gun in the bag off my right side.
As soon as I did this, every single one of them looked directly at my bag and stared at it for a good 10 seconds. It was the longest 10 seconds of my life. During this, their body language immediatly assumed a different posture.
The one cursing loudest said, in a rather nervous and pathetic tone, "hey, I just need fitty-cent". I told him "No. Move along."
After staring at me for another few seconds, the lead punk took two steps back, dropped his shoulders and walked off.
I had decided that I would not draw until it was with the absolute intention to fire, and if he had kept coming after I assumed the interview position, I would have started putting lead on target beginning with him.
Since then, I do not go ANYWHERE without my gun. If it is illegal to carry there, I don't go. (barring a court summons or such)
One thing to remember is that luck plays a big role sometimes when someone is setting you up and watching your movements for weeks. The first attemt I had was someone following me to my moms house, where I sometimes went at the end of my week at work, just to stop by and say hellow, and give mom a couple bucks, and get a decent meal. Prior to the home invasion I have spoken about in here before, I was taking a nap prior to going back to my house, and when I woke up, my mom said someone rang her bell and asked if I owned a brown car, to which she said yes, and asked to be let in. My mom was pretty sharp, as my dad was a vet and fought in 2 wars and always told her , "never open the door" as I had also. So she told him, "or them" that when I got up she would inform me, and to just leave a note on the windsheild if he had any information. So of course i flipped out , saying mom, why didn' you wake me, she said what were you going to do, if they hit the car then you will get it fixed. I wasn't going to open the door to som guy I don't know. So of coures I went outside and nothing was done to my car.
They were testing me, the guy who 3 weeks later held me up after I parked and pressed in my "chapman" lock, Came to the window asking for directions , "in the snow" it was really coming down, and pulled a gun, and had the nerve to tell me remember three weeks ago when someone knocked on your mothers door, that was us, we have been following you for 3 weeks, I said Gee I'm really sorry I inconvienced you. The rest is too long, because they were looking for the big score that a junkie who I gave a chance to, because of his broter who swore he had cleanned up, and I gave him a job, He , as most junkies, never had the facts straight. They did get mostlly my money , not the businesses, but I drove onto the entrance ramp, and he made me wait till traffic backed up, and jumped out. So you never know, that was when I got my permit, 1972, I figured next time I may not be so lucky I had been through several things like this, and was always able to talk my way out, but if I am going to "go", it's going to be on my terms, not someone elses decision. As mentioned it's not good to air out too much stuff here or anyware else, but these were police documented cases, so nothing I said was not anything I didn't report to the cops. That's why when people say they carry sometimes, yes "good luck with that".
They were testing me, the guy who 3 weeks later held me up after I parked and pressed in my "chapman" lock, Came to the window asking for directions , "in the snow" it was really coming down, and pulled a gun, and had the nerve to tell me remember three weeks ago when someone knocked on your mothers door, that was us, we have been following you for 3 weeks, I said Gee I'm really sorry I inconvienced you. The rest is too long, because they were looking for the big score that a junkie who I gave a chance to, because of his broter who swore he had cleanned up, and I gave him a job, He , as most junkies, never had the facts straight. They did get mostlly my money , not the businesses, but I drove onto the entrance ramp, and he made me wait till traffic backed up, and jumped out. So you never know, that was when I got my permit, 1972, I figured next time I may not be so lucky I had been through several things like this, and was always able to talk my way out, but if I am going to "go", it's going to be on my terms, not someone elses decision. As mentioned it's not good to air out too much stuff here or anyware else, but these were police documented cases, so nothing I said was not anything I didn't report to the cops. That's why when people say they carry sometimes, yes "good luck with that".
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Once, almost a decade ago, on a snarling, large dog that was charging me and my months-old firstborn who was strapped in a baby stroller and had absolutely no way of escaping if this animal got past me.
It was a warm summer evening after dinner in a suburban neighborhood. I was walking my daughter on a sidewalk when, from a house across the street, the dog charged out of a darkened garage. It moved with such speed and determination it was quite surprising.
By the time the dog got to the edge of his curb, we were two lanes of traffic apart (no cars were visible). I had a S&W 642 in my left hand laying flat against my left thigh -- I don't even remember drawing it. In my right hand I had opened a Benchmade AFCK.
My plan was to stab the dog and then shoot it in the head, taking whatever bites necessary to protect my daughter (I had been bitten once before by a much larger dog while protecting one of my younger dog pups from his attack. I never felt the bite and actually got a huge surge of adrenaline. I did earn a trip to the emergency room later, and lots of gauze. The bite was "too deep" for stitches, the nurse said.)
This dog got its paws in the street and stopped short -- I don't know why. Maybe it had been yelled at by its owner regularly for almost getting into traffic. But if the dog hadn't stopped, it would have covered the distance between us in a second, maybe just under two seconds.
There was absolutely no one around -- no walkers, no drivers, no dog owner. The dog stopped and stared at us, snarling/barking, I put the S&W back in the pocket holster, kept the knife open, and double-timed it down the sidewalk while keeping an eye on the dog.
One other time a few years earlier I put my hand on a Seecamp .32 in my pocket fearing a retail store parking lot confrontation might turn into someone drawing a tire iron or some sort of weapon. It didn't. And I wished the whole darn time my hand was on the butt of that pistol that I had something larger than a .32.
It was a warm summer evening after dinner in a suburban neighborhood. I was walking my daughter on a sidewalk when, from a house across the street, the dog charged out of a darkened garage. It moved with such speed and determination it was quite surprising.
By the time the dog got to the edge of his curb, we were two lanes of traffic apart (no cars were visible). I had a S&W 642 in my left hand laying flat against my left thigh -- I don't even remember drawing it. In my right hand I had opened a Benchmade AFCK.
My plan was to stab the dog and then shoot it in the head, taking whatever bites necessary to protect my daughter (I had been bitten once before by a much larger dog while protecting one of my younger dog pups from his attack. I never felt the bite and actually got a huge surge of adrenaline. I did earn a trip to the emergency room later, and lots of gauze. The bite was "too deep" for stitches, the nurse said.)
This dog got its paws in the street and stopped short -- I don't know why. Maybe it had been yelled at by its owner regularly for almost getting into traffic. But if the dog hadn't stopped, it would have covered the distance between us in a second, maybe just under two seconds.
There was absolutely no one around -- no walkers, no drivers, no dog owner. The dog stopped and stared at us, snarling/barking, I put the S&W back in the pocket holster, kept the knife open, and double-timed it down the sidewalk while keeping an eye on the dog.
One other time a few years earlier I put my hand on a Seecamp .32 in my pocket fearing a retail store parking lot confrontation might turn into someone drawing a tire iron or some sort of weapon. It didn't. And I wished the whole darn time my hand was on the butt of that pistol that I had something larger than a .32.
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Yes. In one particular situation, my "carry gun" was a 12-gauge pistol grip shotgun that was in my Jeep. Upon directing him rather imperatively to stop and lay upon the ground face down, he decided that a 12-gauge would beat whatever he could muster up at the time and he was more than willing to wait for the police to show up.
The cops asked me why I had so much firepower... I told them, "Because it's LEGAL"...
The cops asked me why I had so much firepower... I told them, "Because it's LEGAL"...
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