Two years ago, I had a quiet conversation with a Dekalb (county that Decatur is the Seat for) officer that was doing side work at a local Home Despot. I had parked, gone inside to shop leaving the ferret to gather gawkers like a dead cow gathers flies. I come out and the cop is standing on the curb gawking as much as he can from his assigned area. I walk up calmly and ask what he thinks. He looks at me sideways and says,
"I'm trying to figure out if we have anything that could take it out...I'm in SWAT"
"Got any Light 50's in the department?"
"Nope."
"then you guys are outta luck. It'll stop up to .50 ball from the front, and 7.62 from the side. 50 AP will go through front to back though, but you can't fire slap outta a light 50 what with the muzzle brake and all."
"would smoke work?"
"Not really, the engine draws air in from the crew area, both for the air intake and for the radiator, so it'll clear the crew compartment pretty quick. You'd have to get the smoke in anyhow, you could sit the smoke bomb on the side and let it filter in, but that'd hardly be effective. wanna take a look inside of it?"
"Sure!"
He of course observed that it smelled perfectly like the tanks he served in in the Army. "Gear oil, oil, fuel, and dirt!"
I like having parity with the local PD. They're real polite like.
Though in all fairness, they generally are.
Of course he took his own opportunity to joke with his supervisor who drove by to say "Hi". "Hey LT, there's a suspicious vehicle in the parking lot over there...."
He of course complained about all the people that kept asking him if it was legal or not. Sheep...blasted sheep everywhere.
GoRon, yep. I could have all sorts of class III toys if I didn't have all my money sunk into armor. Given how pricy gas is, I'm not sure which would be more expensive to feed.... Sometimes I wonder. But, hey, you don't get to scare cops and get away with it with guns. Not regularly. With this...well....it's fun. Cops as I said are usually in the "WOW!...that's cool!" mode of thought. I did clear most of Atlanta's Zone 3 one evening. I had a mechanical breakdown and the officer helping me called in that he had a "tank" broken down on such and such street. Everyone showed up because they didn't believe what they heard on the radio....