Wednesday night, my wife and I did dinner with some friends. They left around 10:40, and I noticed a black SUV in front of the building across the street on the corner. Within a couple of minutes, they left. About 40 minutes later, I hear 10 shots being fired from across the street. I get out of the bedroom in time to see this baggy pants, and white t-shirt wearing retard firing a shot.
At Point... Blank... Range... 10 shots were fired, and guess what? Not one person was hit.
Which explains how a bullet hit my house. Purely by accident.
I no longer fear gang bangers. I worry though that by accident, someone on the next block over might actually hit my house again, because they couldn't hit me if they were actually aiming.
At Point... Blank... Range... 10 shots were fired, and guess what? Not one person was hit.
Which explains how a bullet hit my house. Purely by accident.
I no longer fear gang bangers. I worry though that by accident, someone on the next block over might actually hit my house again, because they couldn't hit me if they were actually aiming.