SalchaketJoe
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About five years ago I was visiting friends with the now ex. Warm climate state that may not allow concealed carry. Anyway, at the time I carried a Beretta Tomacat 32 auto, inside the front waistband in a small clip type holster. Set up worked well in the hot climate with light clothing. One night the ex and I decided to walk to the corner store that was about half a mile down the road. The friends lived in a subdivision near a fairly well travelled road and the store was on that road.
We made it OK, then as we walked out of the store, a pickup with a bunch of late teenish males pulled into the parking lot and jumped out. We crossed an intersection and were walking down the sidewalk on the side of that main road when I looked back and noticed that the teens did not go into the store but rather two were trailing us about 40 yards back and the other two had crossed the road and were opposite us, walking fast to pass us. When they got about 50 yards ahead, they crossed and we were in between the two pairs. The ones in front slowing down while the two behind picked up the pace.
Without a word I handed my big gulp to the ex, half discretely pulled the .32 out and chambered a round, keeping the pistol low and in front of me. One of the fellows in front happenend to see this and the two groups quickly dispersed.
Dont know what was about to go down that night, but I am glad I didnt find
out.
Let your gun be your companion on every walk.
We made it OK, then as we walked out of the store, a pickup with a bunch of late teenish males pulled into the parking lot and jumped out. We crossed an intersection and were walking down the sidewalk on the side of that main road when I looked back and noticed that the teens did not go into the store but rather two were trailing us about 40 yards back and the other two had crossed the road and were opposite us, walking fast to pass us. When they got about 50 yards ahead, they crossed and we were in between the two pairs. The ones in front slowing down while the two behind picked up the pace.
Without a word I handed my big gulp to the ex, half discretely pulled the .32 out and chambered a round, keeping the pistol low and in front of me. One of the fellows in front happenend to see this and the two groups quickly dispersed.
Dont know what was about to go down that night, but I am glad I didnt find
out.
Let your gun be your companion on every walk.