Just a little story about walking alone at night. Back road. Car load of Mexicans screeched to a halt behind me. They were getting out swinging chains and bats saying, "We gonna teach a gringo a lesson." I had a blank gun in one hand, a real gun in the other. I let go with a blank, and said, "Who's gonna be first?" They got back in their car, cussing and shouting threats, and saying how they were going to go get some guns, until they were out of sight. I truly believe I would be dead, if I had not been carrying.Originally Posted by Pistol Packing Preacher