When have you come the closest to shooting someone?

April 2012 had an AD or ND as most like to call it, and put a 10mm hydra shock thru my left hand. Not my best day. 4 operations, 2 plates, 16 screws and a bone graph it still works.

Besides Afghanistan (one incident- bullets shot into the FOB to little/no real effect), today up at squaw pass- heard the distinct sound of a bullet whizzing over our heads from parts unknown- probably not more than 15 feet above us...

I don't have any, but my father has been shot three times. All by his dad, on separate occasions. For some reason my grandpa enjoyed chasing my father and his siblings off the porch with his .22 revolver in hand, shooting at their feet. My dad has three .22 scars on his legs from three different occasions, just because my pa thought it was entertaining to shoot at his kids (who he didn't claim) feet. No wonder he is a hard ass!

opening weekend pheasant hunting...i always get peppered

1. Been peppered lots of times in a dove field
2. Deer hunting in ND, a couple of rounds went over our heads - a Hell of a lot closer than I would have liked
3. Elk hunting on a ranch here in Colorado several years ago. I couldn't find a hole deep enough to dive in when the dumbasses the next hill over tried to shoot an elk that was farther away than they thought. They claimed they never saw us even though we had on orange from the waist up.
4. Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, Jul 4 1996, our bus took some small arms fire when we were headed back to Eskan Village from the flight line. There's really no place to hide on a bus!

Iraq, Iraq, Iraq, Iraq....oh yeah, I'm heading to Asscrackistan next, so I'm pretty sure that I will be shot at then too!!

Only ever pulled trigger in Afghanistan, just leave it at that.

I have had my fair share of drawdowns as an LEO

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Originally Posted by trlcavscout

I jogged every night like 10pm when I was in the DEP after my night school at the community college. I always carried a Springfield mil spec 1911. One night when running down Flamingo by the Gold coast some shits drove by and shot me with a paintball gun, at first I thought it was real from the pain and the splatter at night haha. Right after they shot me the stop light turned red about 20 yds away and traffic was so busy they couldnt go anywhere. I bet they never pulled that shit again, we had a little come to god style meeting.

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I jog primarily at night, and I actually have worried about this exact thing happening to me. I always just wonder if I would realize I wasn't being shot by real bullets in time.

Was drawn down on by several cops one night, apparently my car matched the description of someone who had just shot a deputy, they were pretty agitated, the call came out that they had apprehended the suspect as they were threatening to shoot me,