About 7 years ago when I was 16 I was up nerding out reading the Divine Comedy. It was roughly 2:30am when I finally turned off the lights and not 5 minutes later I see our motion activated flood lights go off in the front of our house. (my room was right above the garage) Thought it was weird and looked out saw some shadows down below and heard agitated voices outside by the garage door through my open windows. They were trying to slide under the garage since we left it up about 4-5inches at night during the summer. First thing I did grabbed my 12ga from under my bed then called the police. Just finished giving them all the info when the two dipshits proceeded to my pickup with a baseball bat. Saw them check the doors to my pickup and the sliding window on the back. Heard one of them say "F**k it lets just smash the f***ing window!" at this point I proceeded to rack a shell in the chamber as loudly as possible. They turned around, I yelled a command to lay down on the driveway and not move. The guy on the right immediately dropped down but his buddy on his left continued to stand and run his mouth. Had the front bead on his chest as I continued to command him to lay on the ground. He started to walk closer toward the window soon as a two patrol cars showed up. Only after the officers showed up did he follow orders to get down. They ended up getting arrested and linked to several home invasions, theft, along with other crimes. That thank God was the only time I had the business end of a firearm pointed at another human being. Needless to say when my parents returned home from their anniversary trip, I had a good story for them.