Have you ever needed your carry gun?

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I've never had to use my carry piece before, but once, about 18 years ago (before Kansas had concealed carry) I did show it and a potential problem was averted ... a guy thought he was going to relive me of my cash at knife point, I flipped open my jacket and asked him if he really wanted to go there ... he apologized, turned around and walked away with a quickness in his step.

Got a story? Let's hear it :)
 
Does dispatching opossums count?

They carry diseases harmful to horses. At night, I frequently will see an opossum as we return up the driveway and I stop to put them out of my misery.
 
I was at the bank sitting in my car writing a check. I see a guy looking around then came up to me. He said "give me money" I said "what" he replied "you don't understand". When I lowered my check book ,he was looking at a 45. I told him that he dosen't understand and to start running when the safety clicked off. :what:
 
late 1990s, Beretta 96D .40, black Aker shoulder holster....

I have not had a lethal force incident either on duty or with my CCW but I did have a close encounter. :uhoh:

In the late 1990s, I lived in a low end suburb of Pittsburgh PA. I used public buses & late one night(around 930pm-1000pm) I went to the local bus stop to jump on a express service that went downtown.
The covered bus area had a few people milling around waiting for different public buses.
I had my Robar NP3 Beretta 96D .40S&W on me in a Aker Comfort Flex shoulder rig. I wore a thick leather bomber jacket over it. At the time, I loaded my .40 with Corbon 135gr JHPs. Sometimes I used 165gr Golden Saber JHPs too.
While I waited with the other patrons, I noticed a strange guy moving up and down the bus stop area slowly looking over the crowd. :uhoh:
He seemed furtive & I wasn't sure what his intentions were. He kept looking over the people on the platform. Like he was going to size up a target.

As he moved closer to me, I slowly slid my left hand inside my jacket & un-did the holster snap, with my grip on the 96D. The guy was approx 4/5 feet from me & looked directly at me.
I returned his look but stayed calm. The strange guy quit moving around & his eyes got big. :eek:
He then swiftly turned away then left the bus platform in a brisk walk.
I fixed my holster and watched him walk off. He never came back & I never saw the weird guy again. :D

Rusty
 
Many years ago I was moving my sister from up north back to down south . We stopped at a little diner for lunch . Their was my wife & small baby traveling w/ my neice in a VW , my sister in her car & I was driving the moving van/truck . In this diner were a group of men [4 or 5] who caused my alarm system to go off . I tried to wait until they left but they seemed to be in no hurry , until I decided to go . The group of guys got up & followed us out . We went to our vehicles while the men were pointing & talking about us . When I got to the truck I pulled out a S&W chiefs special & laid it in the truck seat as I got in . That group of guys dissapeared like smoke . The end.
 
I once used a .25 to stop a man from stabbing a woman (he had already knocked her to the ground). I didn't shoot him, fired a warning shot. That was the best option I could think of at the time.

In later years I had a 9mm which I pulled several times in the car (in Johannesburg if someone approaches your car on foot and you cannot manoeuvre, you had best have a pistol ready, whether he is asking for change or not). In most cases I kept it unseen but in one case I had to brandish.
 
Yes. 1985. Boxed in a small parking lot at 2 AM by two hoods in South Miami. My 9mm, 15 round Tanarmi, pulled me through. Enough said.
 
Didn't have to use a gun, but I didn't have one in those days anyway.

Had a car cut me off in traffic, then slam on brakes in front of me, blocking me in. Driver, who I'd never seen before, got out, cussing and ranting, and approached my car.

Being young, and REALLY stupid, I got out, with a 24" billy club in my hand (I worked for a security guard company), and smacked the palm of my hand with it.

Fellow threw up his hands in the "surrender" position, and stated several times, "Sorry man...wrong car" and turned quickly and got back in his car and took off.

Holly CRAP!!! :what: That was about as STUPID a thing as I could have done. Suppose HE'D had a gun? :what: Suppose he'd taken the stick away from me and beat ME to death with it.

They say the Lord looks out for fools, drunks, and small children. I don't drink, and I sure wasn't a small child even back then. :D
 
Never needed it as in had to actually USE it, but I do have two instances to speak of:

Once upon a time, way back in my working-through-college days, I was riding my bike (10-speed) home from work in the middle of the night. A car deliberately skimmed close enough to me to almost hit/run me off the road, riding his horn as he passed me. Stupid me, I gave him a one-fingered salute and probably voiced my opinion in a yell as well.

Guy stopped and got out of his car. I stopped some distance back without closing any further and parked my bike under a street light. Then I unwrapped 6 feet of case hardened chain from my waist and stood there.

Guy pulls a tire iron out of his car and starts walking back. Uh-oh...things are going South in a hurry! I waited until he got close enough to see very clearly, then I dropped my chain, unzipped my jacket, and pulled the left side all the way back to completely clear my shoulder holster for access. He stopped. Turned around, got back in his car and drove off. I hopped back on my bike and high-tailed it out of there by a completely different route.


Second event was while I was dressed as a cowboy for Halloween while working at a pizza joint. I had a western gun belt with a non-firing metal replica Colt .45 SAA in it. (Got me some pretty awesome tips that night, I'll have to say.)

I delivered a pizza in a not-so-good area to two guys who came outside to get it. While I was dealing with one on the cash, the other slid off to the side...and grabbed my replica and tried to yank it out of the holster! Unfortunately for him, he had no idea what that leather loop around the hammer spur was for and it didn't come out of the holster.

I dropped the pizza box on the ground, reached across with my left hand (I'm right handed), and peeled his hand off the butt of the gun and took him down to his knees in a classic move that an older brother taught me years ago when we used to spar together. I flicked the leather strap off the hammer and drew/cocked the replica to a pair of REALLY WIDE EYES.

His buddy, standing next to the dropped pizza, said "I'M GOING TO CALL THE POLICE, MAN!" I said "What a coincidence! I just happen to have a car phone right over there! (in the days before pocket cell phones came out.) How 'bout we just walk over there nice and slow and we can do this together and you can explain to them just what happened when you tried to steal my gun from my holster? OR you can just pay me what you owe on that pizza laying on the ground and we can call it a deal?"

I got paid, then I left.

Everything that happened from the moment of the attempted snatch to the time I got in my car was calmly surreal as I experienced it. Events slowed down, my actions were smooth as if I'd endlessly rehearsed them, and never an ounce of apprehension or jitteriness. It wasn't until I was in my car and driving away that it fully hit me and the jitters started.
 
I defended my home with my Taurus TCP 380 the other night. I had a vandalizing armadillo trying to infiltrate the very foundation of my house. He had been digging his destructive tunnel in a flower bed right next to the back step, and had revealed himself in the back yard add I pulled into the drive one night..
That's about as intense as it gets here, thank God.
 
Yes, several times, well 3 that I recall. A rapist in my house in the Hamptons, watching my best friend and his girlfriend take a shower, 2 attempted car jacking's, and robbery. Not since I moved to FL some 20 yrs. ago, other than the occasional bump in the night, which we all have had. Oh and a Pit Bull, that I was able to stop by command, as I had a bead on his head. By the way, animal control, "who I called" said he would have shot it , if it got that close. I love dogs, but still let him get 10 feet away from a full charge showing teeth.
The cops in the Hamptons are part time, and they spent an hour telling all the women about the rapist, but never went across the street where I saw him run. Next day he packed up and left, while I stayed on "hold. This guy supposedly raped 6 women in the area, and they never followed up. I let him go, after walking up behind him with my gun in hand, he agreed that he would have shot someone in his house. After an hour of waiting for cops to show, we let him go, he swore he was drunk, and had the wrong house.
 
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Once, several years ago. No shots fired, but I was leaving work at about 2 AM. I had checked the area before going out the door (alone). Two guys walked toward me, I faced them, told them very loudly and firmly to turn away and leave. They took two more steps and were facing my P3AT. I shouted at them to leave NOW, which they did very quickly.
 
I've had to show my carry piece twice to make people leave me alone. Both times I was ready to use it but thankfully I didn't have to.
Years ago(1974-1976) I was pulling into a gas station in North Carolina. A car pulled in behind me The driver got out and started approching me yelling that I'd cut him off. I knew I hadn't and told him so. He kept getting closer and continued yelling so I stepped out of my car with my Ruger Black Hawk. That Black Hawk had an instant calming effect on the situation.
The other time was here in Lexington a few years ago in a parking lot. A guy in a pickup truck backed out of a parking place and was going to hit my car. I honked my horn to get his attention. He stopped, I parked, I got out and headed into a store. Before I could get there, he pulled up and proceded to tell me what I could do with my horn. I noticed he had a short billy club laying on the dash. I pulled my jacket up over the butt of my .45 Kimber and he left.
 
I'd like to add something to my experiences in post #10...they were both more than 20 years ago now (Lord, how time flies).

Back then, pocket cell phones were just an expensive glimmer on the market, with the cheapest still being four figures to buy. Car phones were really picking up and bag phones were really the only affordable portable option.

If either of these two scenarios would happen to me today, I would be calling 911 on my cell phone immediately after each incident and reporting the encounter right away.
 
This past Tues. while waiting in the waiting room of a surgery center a man in his 60's with a cane in hand said to me I 've been shot. Later I enquired and he said a young man whom he had told to stop pointing his shotgun in his direction while Pheasant hunting recently in Nebraska intentionally shot him in as they rounded the corn rows. It dropped him, he got up and the kid let him have it again. This man was a Vietnam Veteran and said he had not been shot that much since then. Long story short during the commotion this man was carrying a Taser and took this kid down. This guy was not doing all that great but was getting better with a great attitude. I spend allot of time hunting Pheasants and have yet to have anyone intentionally ball-off on me. I never thought about carrying a Taser as opposed to using deadly force which in his case there was extenuating circumstances that may have helped save his life or allowed the use of a Taser as opposed to deadly force, however, showing the presence of mind to not take a life in a deadly situation but put the young man down shows this man experienced. Having been around a fair amount of people I got the feeling right off this fellow was somebody I would like to hunt Pheasants with.
 
To those who "showed" their guns, did you call law enforcement and report the incident or just risk a brandishing complaint?
 
Yes, actually. Very recently here in Florida. I was in a field about 30 minutes from my house minding my own business when I was forced to empty two magazines into three that were threatening me. I fumbled a bit on the draw but did what I had to do. The situation would have gone down very differently had I not been armed with my .380 LCP. I was able to fire two chest shots and one in the head for each one. Thankfully I had some pasters on me so I could try again with my PPS. It was a good day at the range.
 
Driving home from work with the top down on my MX-5 Miata. I stopped at a traffic light and a youth came from a store from alcove, shirt draped over his right shoulder, asking for a ride. If there had been no cross traffic I'd have just run the light, but there was. I leveled my pistol at him and told him I wasn't going his way. Into the shadows he fled and I got the green light and left post haste.
When I got home several minutes later I called the non emergency number to report the incident.
 
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