When have you come the closest to shooting someone?

[vossman]

Nice, i I hope you scared the shit of him.

A guy ripped off my friends wifes gold chains off her neck at a gas station in South Florida. We got some of the gold back from a crack house, because they were family heirlooms. We found out the guys street name. Later the next night, we went looking for him.We found him and told him we were looking for some powder cocaine. He got in the back seat of the car. He said "turn left". We turned right heading for the police station. He said, "I ain't messing with you white boys! I got a gun!" I was in the passenger seat. I turned around and stuck a snub nose revolver two inches from his nose. I told him to shut up. I told him to put his hands on the ceiling of the car. He complied. I asked him if he believed in God. He said he did. I said "good, you might get to see him tonight".
We pulled into the police station parking lot. Two cops outside talking to each other, so my friend driving the car jumps out and runs over to them. I'm holding the the strong arm robber in the back seat at gunpoint. The cops run over to the car, one cop on each side of me. I have guns pointed at my head from both cops. If they fired I guess they would have shot me and each other. I told them exactly what I was going to do. I pointed the gun at the ceiling of the car, and then laid it on the dash. I put my hands in the air. They grabbed the gun, and the robber. Hour later I was walking out the police station with a brown paper bag containing the bullets and the gun. The detective told me,"wait until the next stoplight before you reload that thing". At the next light, I promptly reload...

[scratchy]

My only CCW/car carry story is I've never had to use it. Great insurance policy.

[alan0269]

Unless you can provide a link to this supposed thread, you are but a Wanna be RePost Police...........

He has to be a Wanna Be RePost Police - no department (even the RePost Dept.) will allow a hooker (Glock or otherwise) to be an official police officer in their dept......

[blacklabel]

The closest I've come was having a guy knock on my door 930 or 10 asking to use my phone. I made the mistake of answering the door but it would have been hard to ignore as all the lights were on in the house and I was in the front room. I answered the door and the guy started into his story about needing to use a phone so he could call some friends and get a ride. I immediately got a weird vibe from him and positioned myself behind the door and told him to leave, I didn't have a phone that he could use. He argued for a minute before trying to push the door in. I pushed back and started to draw. He saw that movement and booked it. I can't remember ever having as much adrenaline as that moment.

A few nights later I was on the front step smoking a cigarette and drinking a beer when I saw a white S10 come up a side street with it's headlights off. It stopped 50 yards away and I realized that there was the driver as well as 3 guys in the back of the truck. I put my beer down, walked inside, walked across the room with a rifle silhouetted against the window, put the rifle down and resumed drinking my beer. One of the guys in the back yelled that I was a lucky b*tch and they drove off. I don't know if it was connected, have to imagine it was but wasn't a great feeling either way. I definitely could have handled that situation better as well but I was young and woefully dumb.

[TheSparkens]

I had a biker splitting lanes on Hwy 24 just north of I-25 and I saw him just as I was moving to change lanes so it scared the crap out of him. ( I ride and always look into the blind spot ) At the light he came up and started to use his boots on my new car, the man had to have been twice my size and I did not have my gun, I drove this guy right into a Springs police sub station were it was shift change. The poor guy was on his way back from Sturgis to Ca. I did not press charges and he got a ticket and his insurance payed to fix the damage to the car. After words I was glad I didn't have a gun because it would have made things more complicated with police and I would have tried to de-escalate this anyway before using it in anyway.

[Lex_Luthor]

One time we left the house for several hours and apparently forgot to lock the door. By the time we got home, it had swung open. We have dogs, but this time they were with us. I had to clear the house, and it was terribly nerve racking.

Other than a couple spider sense moments downtown that didn't escalate, I haven't had any other instances.

[wctriumph]

In 1984 or 85 I was hiking with my girl friend (now my wife) and we were in an area where at the time was sparsely populated, just few mobile homes on remote lots. There was wild life such as coyote, bobcat, puma, skunks, wild dogs in the area so I was packing my 686 on my hip. We are maybe a mile from the trailer in a ravine heading down hill towards the main highway maybe two miles away. Out of nowhere, this really dirty and rough looking man appears behind us maybe 20 feet away, barely made any noise at all but I heard him. I turned around and he stops and demands that I hand over my wallet. I turned slightly to my left, he saw the gun and he fled. When we reached the highway we walked to the little store and asked the proprietor to call the sheriff. When we explained what happened and described the guy, they both knew who he was and told us he would be in jail, again, shortly.

The next time was in 1998 and the area we lived in (Garden Grove) was mostly Hispanic and bordered Little Saigon, lots of gangs. Anyway, the street we lived on was mostly families with teen and preteen children. Idiots would rive way too fast on the street so I started yelling at them to slow down. Some got angry and there were confrontations but never any weapons and I'm pretty big so no one wanted to fight me. Eventually they slowed down. However, I come to find out that my neighbor's stay over boyfriend is a pot and speed dealer for the 17th Street gang. Lots of undesirables start coming into the 'hood late at night and creating disturbances. I confront them and tell them to leave and not come back or I will call the cops. My neighbor tells me to mind my own business and I tell him it is time for him to leave the 'hood. The next day I get home from the store and come out of his house with something wrapped in a dish towel. He is in his yard holding the towel and I can clearly see there is a gun in the towel, my first thought was a Beretta 92. I am standing on my driveway with my truck between us and I have my hand on my 442 in my pocket. I tell him again that he needs to leave and not come back, he is messed up on drugs and he brings danger into the neighborhood. He waves his towel around and screams that I need to leave by tomorrow. He goes back into his house and I go call the cops. Before they get there he drives off. I describe him and the car, they know him as Fat Frank and they have never been able to catch him in the act. Just then he drive by and screams that he will kill me. He did not see the cops until it was too late. He takes off and the police get on the radio, within 5 minutes we can hear on the radio that they have him. No drugs in the car but there was the gun and his registration was expired and he had a suspended license. He went to jail for two years.

On this occasion, when I could see that he had a gun and I knew the things could get out of hand very quickly, my perception sharpened acutely and I was very calm while it was all going down. I knew what might happen and I was ready to take any action needed. I don't want to say the time slowed down, just that I was completely aware of everything around me and even so, I was focused on Fat Frank and new that I was ready and able. It was not until the police left with their report that it hit me and I started shaking and felt a little sick. That night I parked the cars in front of the house as a barricade, stayed up all night and watched. Nothing ever happened after that. In 1999 we moved to CO and I don't live in or go into areas where trouble may be waiting. Trouble can show up anywhere, I just try to be aware and ready.

[Danimal]

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[Slapps74]

Never been close and hope I never am.

[legaleagle]

Had just moved into new house in country. Went out on deck about 7 am. Saw someone about 75 yards away with long gun. Saw guy shoulder gun and fan right to left and then boom. I ducked and heard pellets hit house and felt like I got stung by a dozen bees. Bleeding in a few places I grab 45 and circle around front of house as guy is coming up with shotgun - dumba--. He approaches in clearing and from around corner of foundation I tell him to stop and put down shotgun. He complies apologizing. I approach with 45 behind back. He was bird hunting and didn't think anyone was home. We had a discussion about shooting at houses and up hill. He remarked his daughter mentioned something about from it hunter safety class. Then he tells me he has daughter behind big tree in creek. She finally comes up, white ass a ghost. After I pluck out a dozen pellets from my shoulder and back I learn guy grew up near me in my town home and I know his family. Next morning he shows up with 2 gallons on Vermont maple syrup. Not bad for a few pellets. Thankfully no one got really hurt and that birdshot is not lethal at 75 yards.