Some years back my girldfriend and I were down on the US/Mexico border. It was near dusk as my friend and I were standing at the edge ofr the Rio Grande River. That area was very brushy and has a lot of trees. As we were getting ready to leave this Mexican man came out of no where and got up behind me, about 3 feet away. He said something in Spanish and I drew my S&W .38 revolver, turned and shot him in the thigh. He had a rather large knife in his right hand. He dropped like a rock. He then got up and hobbled away. We got in my car and drove back to Brownsville.
One other time I had just gotten off from work at midnight. I stopped by a Subway to get something to eat. After parking I was digging around on the passenger seat to get some money when I heard a loud banging on the drivers side window. I had my Ruger SP 101, .357 magnum near at hand and grabbed it. He yelled at me to "give my your money"!! I turned pointing my pistal at him and yelled at this guy to get away from my car. He backed up a bit, 3-5 feet or so. I got out of my car and drew down on him. When he saw my pistol he dropped to his knees and started crying. I ordered him to get face down on the ground, which he did. I got behind him and with my Ruger dug into his back did a quick search for weapons. He wasn't carrying anything so I stepped back to put some distance between him and I. With my pistol cocked and aimed at his chest I told him to get the hell out of here and he hauled butt across the street and kept running. When I entered the Subway I told the clerk at the desk what had just happened. I was told that they guy was "harmless" and just wanted some spare change. I told the clerk that I just almost shot this idiot. This dumbass was about 2 1/2 pounds of pressure on the trigger away from loosing his life. After all this was over I was a bit rattled. I had almost shot an innocent man, idiot though he was. You never know who's who or what their intentions are.




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