When have you come the closest to shooting someone?

[Jackrabbit]

I've got a couple.

I lived in 5 points when I was in my early 20s. One night someone tried the knob on the back door. I couldn't believe the adrenaline dump as a ran to the bedroom and grabbed my Mossberg and racked a round into the chamber. He/she/they didn't come in. I sat there for a long time before I calmed down enough to open that door and have a look around. Seems this wasn't the first time. When we moved in there was a card board hand written sign on the back door that read "Next time I'll be ready" and had a crudely drawn handgun on it.

One night walking down 16th street mall some black dude gets in step behind me and says something like "Just keep walkin' or I'll cut your white ass." or some such thing. At the time I carried a .40 Sigma in my shoulder bag. I jammed my hand in the bag and got a grip on the gun, then stood aside. But he must of felt the vibe and just walked by. Again my heart was going about a million beats per minute.

Had some guys in a truck eyeballing my wife and I while driving home one night. They started following us, so I took a left into a strip mall, pulled over and pulled out my G26 and put my hand on the door handle. My wife and son were in the car, so I figured I'd exit and keep my family out of any crossfire. Fortunately they kept driving.

Walking my dog with my (then) 8 or 9 year old son on the powerline trail that splits the neighborhood with backyards on either side. This one wooden fence is missing part of 2 of the slats at the bottom and this big ass Rottweiler jams his head through as we walk by. The dogs jerks around like mad, barking like crazy and gets one front leg through trying to get to (presumably) my dog. I'm trying to get my son behind me, control my dog (who wants to kill his new adversary), keep moving and draw my G26 in a panic. I figure I have a couple seconds before this thing is charging us and I'm going to try to shoot a small target moving 30MPH. I hadn't secured my holster to my belt, because 'Hey we're just going for a walk in the park' right? And the whole things comes out. Fortunately I was able to get us down the path far enough that Cujo relaxed and I had my pistol properly unsheathed.

All learning experiances, and all times I was very glad to have a gun with me or nearby. Be safe, be armed.

[Irving]

We're getting lots of new members. Time to bump this thread.

[FireMoth]

As a matter of semantics, is it "coming close to shooting some one" if the first shot is a near miss?
That is to say, if the person does get shot shortly there after, does the 'close' count in this thread?

Just curious as to the rules.

[Irving]

If you'll follow the title tree at the top of the page, you'll see that this thread is NOT in the trading post. There for, no rules. Just real stories and staying on topic.

[ChunkyMonkey]

damn..irving is trying to burn firemoth...

[Irving]

I thought I was trying to burn the Trade Section.

[DOC]

I almost shot my maid this morning when she woke me up to tell me she was prego again. J/k
The closest I've come to shooting someone I didn't have a gun. Or I would have shot the crackhead and raped his GF.
ETA: He ran me over with his car and I was dragged for 40 feet under it. 25 stitches on the back of my head more on my back and buttox not to mention the road rash and bruises to the bone. And ever since then I have had back pain like a 90 year old wrestler. Yeah, if only I could have shot his ass I wouldn't be in pain and almost killed and the gene pool for the human race would be better off with out him.

[Mick-Boy]

The closest I've come to shooting someone (that doesn't involve an active war zone) was probably when I was about 13. I was pheasant hunting with my Dad and some men he worked with. I was walking about 15 yds in front of the line (Didn't have enough bird dogs I guess..) when I had a bird flush right at my feet and executed a hard 180 degree turn. I raised my shotgun while tracking the bird and came within inches of sweeping the entire line before I realized what I was about to do and depressed the muzzle again. My dad gave me a "if you'd have shot me I'd have whipped the dog piss out of you" kind of look but left me alone to let the lesson sink in.

Lesson learned - Target fixation kills. It may be you or it may be someone else but it kills. Maintain situational awareness at all times when you have a gun in your hand.

[2008f450]

My only close call was December 2001. I was leaving the Northridge mall in CA with bags in hand. It was closing time and middle of the week so not a lot of people still around. As I was walking toward my truck I saw someone cutting through the cars toward me. He looked like a typical L.A. gangbanger with big raiders jacket and hat on. As he got into the same aisle I was walking in I reached under my coat and drew my S&W model 60. I let it hang to my side just in case. As I got closer I could see him take a deep breathe and start heading my way. I also noticed he looked up and past me like he was looking at someone or something else. When he got to about 30 feet from me his eyes got big as can be. He turned and ran off. At that point I turned and saw his partner that was approaching from behind. He was about 30 feet behind so I raised my snub to my chest and asked if I could help him. He took off in the same direction as idiot 1. Now Iknow that concealed carry is a no no in CA without a permit. Its also impossible to cet a permit in L.A. county. I am convinced to this day that if I didnt have my snub on I would have been robbed and maybe worse. When I got home and told the wife what happened she finally understodd why I carry .

[eadgbe194]

I was searching for something else and found this thread, read the whole thing and now I'm bumping it hoping for some more stories.