Hello all,
I had quite the eventful thanksgiving eve and I thought I'd share it here...
The night before thanksgiving, my wife and I spent the night at my mom and dads house. It's something me and my brother (I have 2 brothers, one 26, the other 16, I was leaving with the older one) and sister have done since we moved out on our own.
Around 9pm, my mom sends my brother and I to the store for some last minute items. As we are coming around to the front of the house we notice a silver truck parked in the drive way. My brother thought it was one of the neighbors stopping by so we proceeded down the drive way.
As we approached the car I noticed a Hispanic male asleep in the drivers seat, alone. I knocked on the window and shined a bright light in his face but the driver did not budge. All the sudden, he sprung up, startled and began fumbling for something under his seat. He began to raise something black so I drew my gun and began screaming for him to drop his what I assumed was a gun.
The driver began speaking to me in Spanish and kept trying to get out of the car and I kept pushing the door shut and telling him to stay in the car. He kept showing me it was only a phone but I could careless. I told my brother to call the police while I held the driver at gun point.
Inside the house was my pregnant wife, mother, nieces (age 5 & 8), their mother (my sister) and my 16 year old brother. They had heard me yell for the driver to drop his gun, so naturally they assumed he had a gun and called the police. My mother yelled our from a window that we should come inside because the cops were on the way. Seconds later we can hear the sirens in the distance. And we begin to head inside.
While all this is going on, my father is just a few minutes away at the VW dealer, exciting to show us his brand new ride. Within less than 2 min of us going in the house, the entire house is swarmed with cops and a helicopter is hovering over head.
My father drives up (still no clue what's going on) and is pulled out of his car, handcuffed and thrown in the back of a police cruiser. The police then take custody of the trespasser and throw him in a car.
At this point, my brother and I decided we should go outside and begin explaining what's going on. I take my gun, knife and flash light and put them in my parents safe and head out the door.
We both walk out with our hands up and are immediately grabbed by two cops holding Kevlar shields and pointing Sigs. They throw us to the ground and with a boots on our backs, we are cuffed and dragged (literally) over to the cars. Although I expected it to happen, I was still terrified.
Everyone was carrying M-4's and Mossbergs. Each time I tried to explain what was going on I was told to "shut the F up". Thankfully a nice female cop spoke to my wife and mother who explained what had happened. We were uncuffed, apologized too and released.
It turns out the driver was an illegal and high on smack or pain killers. The police also found a few knives, prying bar and some possibly stolen merchandise. The police never asked me about the gun, I was just told to stay in the house and wait for the police next time.
My mother did tell the officer I had a gun that was secured before the police arrived. The officer asked to see it, my mother declined and that was that.
I have no idea why he was there and that had a lot with how I reacted. Did he just pull over because he was nodding out and needed to rest? Was he planning to break in and was so high he didn't realize everyone was home and it was not even passed 10pm?
I'm sure I made plenty of mistakes and understanding I'm opening myself up to all sorts of criticism and possibly ridicule. I know that as soon as I saw he was passed out in the car, I should have gone inside, locked the doors and called the police. By trying to wake him up to get him to leave, I put myself and family in danger. Truthfully, I didn't want a confrontation, I mainly wanted to get my car that he was block out of the driveway.
Here are some details..
- I was carrying a S&W 637 with a crimson trace laser
- I was carrying in a custom made pancake holster with no retention under a zipped up hoodie.
- The flash light was a Fenix E11
Things I learned...
- The crimson trace is more than a great training tool. I knew exactly where my gun was pointing and so did the intruder.
- I managed to draw my gun quickly and seamlessly, in a stressful situation from under a cover garment that had to be lifted up. According to my brother, the gun just appeared out of no where. Practice pays.
- Having a flashlight is a must. It helped me control the trespasser because he was pretty much blind.
So, that's my story. Sorry for the long post. I look forward to your replies.
Thanks.
I had quite the eventful thanksgiving eve and I thought I'd share it here...
The night before thanksgiving, my wife and I spent the night at my mom and dads house. It's something me and my brother (I have 2 brothers, one 26, the other 16, I was leaving with the older one) and sister have done since we moved out on our own.
Around 9pm, my mom sends my brother and I to the store for some last minute items. As we are coming around to the front of the house we notice a silver truck parked in the drive way. My brother thought it was one of the neighbors stopping by so we proceeded down the drive way.
As we approached the car I noticed a Hispanic male asleep in the drivers seat, alone. I knocked on the window and shined a bright light in his face but the driver did not budge. All the sudden, he sprung up, startled and began fumbling for something under his seat. He began to raise something black so I drew my gun and began screaming for him to drop his what I assumed was a gun.
The driver began speaking to me in Spanish and kept trying to get out of the car and I kept pushing the door shut and telling him to stay in the car. He kept showing me it was only a phone but I could careless. I told my brother to call the police while I held the driver at gun point.
Inside the house was my pregnant wife, mother, nieces (age 5 & 8), their mother (my sister) and my 16 year old brother. They had heard me yell for the driver to drop his gun, so naturally they assumed he had a gun and called the police. My mother yelled our from a window that we should come inside because the cops were on the way. Seconds later we can hear the sirens in the distance. And we begin to head inside.
While all this is going on, my father is just a few minutes away at the VW dealer, exciting to show us his brand new ride. Within less than 2 min of us going in the house, the entire house is swarmed with cops and a helicopter is hovering over head.
My father drives up (still no clue what's going on) and is pulled out of his car, handcuffed and thrown in the back of a police cruiser. The police then take custody of the trespasser and throw him in a car.
At this point, my brother and I decided we should go outside and begin explaining what's going on. I take my gun, knife and flash light and put them in my parents safe and head out the door.
We both walk out with our hands up and are immediately grabbed by two cops holding Kevlar shields and pointing Sigs. They throw us to the ground and with a boots on our backs, we are cuffed and dragged (literally) over to the cars. Although I expected it to happen, I was still terrified.
Everyone was carrying M-4's and Mossbergs. Each time I tried to explain what was going on I was told to "shut the F up". Thankfully a nice female cop spoke to my wife and mother who explained what had happened. We were uncuffed, apologized too and released.
It turns out the driver was an illegal and high on smack or pain killers. The police also found a few knives, prying bar and some possibly stolen merchandise. The police never asked me about the gun, I was just told to stay in the house and wait for the police next time.
My mother did tell the officer I had a gun that was secured before the police arrived. The officer asked to see it, my mother declined and that was that.
I have no idea why he was there and that had a lot with how I reacted. Did he just pull over because he was nodding out and needed to rest? Was he planning to break in and was so high he didn't realize everyone was home and it was not even passed 10pm?
I'm sure I made plenty of mistakes and understanding I'm opening myself up to all sorts of criticism and possibly ridicule. I know that as soon as I saw he was passed out in the car, I should have gone inside, locked the doors and called the police. By trying to wake him up to get him to leave, I put myself and family in danger. Truthfully, I didn't want a confrontation, I mainly wanted to get my car that he was block out of the driveway.
Here are some details..
- I was carrying a S&W 637 with a crimson trace laser
- I was carrying in a custom made pancake holster with no retention under a zipped up hoodie.
- The flash light was a Fenix E11
Things I learned...
- The crimson trace is more than a great training tool. I knew exactly where my gun was pointing and so did the intruder.
- I managed to draw my gun quickly and seamlessly, in a stressful situation from under a cover garment that had to be lifted up. According to my brother, the gun just appeared out of no where. Practice pays.
- Having a flashlight is a must. It helped me control the trespasser because he was pretty much blind.
So, that's my story. Sorry for the long post. I look forward to your replies.
Thanks.