I've never actually had to draw, but I have had to "show and tell" once when a guy came up on me in the Highlands. I was walking from my car to a friend's car to give them directions to a mutual friends house and a stranger approached me from some side street and said "Nice beemer, mind if I take it for a joyride?" His intention sounded anything but joking and I immediately retorted with something like "I don't f***ing think so, bub." He continued to approach and that's when I realized the situation wasn't going to go in a great direction. I felt no adrenaline either like the OP stated (call it combat training, confidence, what have you). As soon as he got just outside of about 6 feet I lifted my shirt showing that I had my Springfield 1911 on my hip (not quite broad daylight, but the sun was still above the horizon). "I'm gonna have to ask you not to come any closer." He stopped dead in his tracks and decided his life wasn't worth losing over trying to muscle a new car out of me. After he left I turned to my friend and say what I always say when a situation gets slightly hairy "Woo, that puckered up my butthole!"
If I ever have to draw I'll be following the Secret Service rule: Never draw your weapon unless you absolutely intend to use it.





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