Has anybody here actually had to use their weapon?

[Mazin]

Thanks for sharing! Im glad eveerthing turned out ok.

[alxone]

the last time i had to pull a weapon on somebody was right out front of my house .
so i was coming home late one night and 2 cars blocked me as i was trying to park . noticing that both cars were full of armed crip's (at least 2 shotguns that i saw) and before i even realized what the hell was going on , one of them is starting to get out and come over toward me . so i pulled up grace (ruger p94 , best truck gun ever ) , pointed at the gang banger and said "this is my resolve mother f*ck*r " . the one i had the drop on almost sh*t himself and his buddies started to yell at him to get in the car . in an instant they were gone with wheels screeching and me realizing they were trying to car jack me and how lucky i was not to have to shoot a teenager .

[Byte Stryke]

Thanks for sharing! Im glad eveerthing turned out ok.

+1

glad nothing serious happened

and by serious I mean, no one has a scar or is in jail.

[Graves]

Dude,
Chicks dig scars.

[alxone]

Dude,
Chicks dig scars.

funny cause its true

[Byte Stryke]

Dude,
Chicks dig scars.

funny cause its true

yeah, take my word for it... not always

[Irving]

I started a thread about this years ago. I can't find it at the moment.

[Bailey Guns]

I didn't even get a significant adrenaline rush like I've had in fist fights.


I am calling BS on you. No one and I mean no but a psycho would not get a rush from almost pulling his gun.

I am sure you where so cold and mindlessly ready to kill. Watch your BS buddy. Some people around here have been in fights with bullets flying.

I've drawn my gun on people more times than I can count (of course, it was on the job), about 1/2 dozen of those times I thought I'd have to pull the trigger, and a couple of those times actually had pressure on the trigger to fire. Never had to go through with it, though. Once had bullets flying overhead but couldn't see where they were coming from.

The feelings I experienced were never the same twice. Sometimes I had to fight off tunnel vision while focusing on the target. Sometimes everything seemed so right and natural with what I was doing that I actually felt very peaceful about the whole situation. Other times it was like all hell had broken loose...confusion, adrenaline rush, fear, etc...

I find his story completely plausible. Although, I would've had a hard time not ventilating that turd if he was starting to swing a bat at my buddy's head. Of course, when you're actually there you can "read" things much better than you can through "reading" it afterwards. So I understand.

I drew my gun on people twice at my gun store:

1) Oct 1, 2000. My first day in 14 years not wearing a badge.

Kid is driving like a maniac through the parking lot and sprays gravel and dirt all over the front of my bldg and the cars parked there. I went out and had a little chat with him when he parked at the restaurant next door. We wound up shaking hands and he apologized and everything was cool.

I kept thinking I recognized the kid (mid-20 something years old) in the passenger seat.

I went back to the shop. Next thing I know, driver and passenger come into the shop. Instant red flags. Driver is very non-confrontational, head down, aimlessly walking around without making eye contact, obviously doesn't want to be there.

Passenger, on the other hand, definitely wants to be there and to make a point. He walks right up the other side of the counter where I was standing, right hand in his front pocket looks like it's wrapped around something because it appears to balled up into a fist.

He stared at me for about 5 seconds. I was eating a sandwich. I put it down, looked him in the eye and asked, "Can I help you with something?"

He said, "Do I look like I need help?"

"Yes, you do", I said.

"Why's that", said Mr Tough Guy.

"Because you're eye-f**king me and I don't like it", I told him. At that point I drew my gun which I was wearing openly - a Kimber Ultra Carry (still carry it). I told him he needed to take his hand out of his pocket and he better be holding nothing but air.

The kid didn't blink, look scared, nothing. I'm starting to remember him a little more as the seconds go by and at this point I'm pretty sure I'd arrested him before but I couldn't remember when or where. I kept telling him to leave the store. Driver had vanished as soon as I started having the little tit-for-tat with passenger. He was headed back to the truck and looked like he wanted to be anywhere but here.

Kid started backing out of the store but never took his hand out. He got to the door, told me to go f**k myself, turned around and started hauling ass across the parking lot towards Hwy 285.

I don't know why but I started to chase him...old habits, I guess. I yelled at my partner to call 911 as I ran out the door. I ran across the parking lot to the highway, watched Mr Tough Guy running across the highway up main street, and decided to terminate the pursuit because there was a lot of traffic on the highway and I would've never caught him anyway.

I started walking back to the store and I heard the sirens light up...one from the south side of Bailey down towards the sub-station and the other from up Crow Hill somewhere. Deputies arrived about a minute later.

I told them what happened. They went to look for the little bastard and showed up with him in cuffs about 10 minutes later. One of them went over his info with me and that's when it hit me. I'd arrested him for Burglary 1st (he was armed with a handgun and he was 15) in 1996 in Conifer. They didn't find any weapons on him this time but he had some meth in his pocket so he was going to jail. One of the deputies said the kid told him he remembered who I was and he just wanted a little "payback".

2) A guy - the kind that just makes the hair stand up on the back of your neck - pulls up in front of the store and started coming in.

When he opened the door my little dog, Stella, ran around the counter to greet/bark at whoever it was, as usual.

He walked in, initially ignored Stella, looked at me and looked around for a few seconds. Gave me the creeps for some reason. Stella had stopped barking but moved in to give the guy a sniff. She was a good judge of character and was acting very cautiously with this guy. Very out of character for Stella. As she sniffed his boot he drew back his leg like he was gonna kick Stella. NOBODY hurts my dog.

I had kinda moved around to a position of advantage on the guy with a counter between him and me. When he drew his leg back I drew my Kimber and told him if he hurt my dog that would be the last thing he ever did. He looked very startled and was staring at the business end of the Kimber. He said he was just kidding, I said I wasn't and told him to leave. He did.

I was gonna call the sheriff's office but the phone rang and I got tied up for a few minutes. About the time I was ready to call, a couple of deputies pulled up out front.

"Did you threaten to shoot a guy?"

"Yes, I did. I've never seen the guy around before. He came in, looked very aggressive, tried to kick my dog. I figured if he came in to my store, knew that I was obviously armed and still tried to kick my dog after seeing me, he was probably coming after me next. I was terrified of what the guy might do. Blah, blah, blah."

The deputy smiled and said, "OK, we'll go talk to him." He obviously wasn't buying my story about being scared but there wasn't much he could do.

The guy is lucky he didn't kick Stella.

[BigMat]

quick post for now-

I have transported two baseball bat + head, patients. I would have thought more seriously about drawing that weapon. A baseball bat can kill you. It can very easily ruin the rest of your life if it makes contact with your skull. One swing. I have lost enough fights to not take chances and never overestimate my own skill, be careful! Up close, if he is fast enough, I would have given him the edge in that fight, at striking range, a gun in the holster looses to a bat in the hand, and if he swung, its one on one. I don't want a "and X from the forum got killed by an old idot with a bat" thread.

[stenz]

I dont know if I'm different but if some asshole is coming at me with a baseball bat and starts to "fake" swing, I'm drawing my weapon. I might not use it but thats just way to close for comfort.

Its better to be safe then sorry.