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    Positive personal defense stories?

    This has probably been posted before, but I couldnt find anything from the search function. I would be interested in hearing some stories from members who have been in a scenario where you have had to use, or brandish a firearm for personal protection.

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    1996 I recieved a phone call from a young lady whom I met 1 month prior to the call. When I met her she would not give me her number, but chose to take mine. The call eas at 12am she had invited me over to a party that turned out to be a set up. At the time I owned a carpet store in the inner city. When I arrived there were 4 beautuful girls syringe at the kitchen table in thier underwear playing cards. I must admit prior to arriving I had a bad feeling so much so that insted of packing my beretta 21a I grabbed my g19 second gen which I still cc today with an extra clip. Meanwhile at her apartment I sat at the kitchen table admiring the veiw... When there was a knock at the front door. It was several thugs from the area. One by one each of the girls left the room to go to the front room. I knew simething was afoot. After about 45 min sitting alone one of the more attractive young ladies came in the kitchen to bend over to look into the refrig . This is when I knew they were checking on me. Since she lived in an apt with a back door I used it and locked ut behind me so that I could hear someone trying to exit after I left. When I looked d

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    Sorry phone died.....when I looked down the street there were three hooded dudes. One was standing in front of my car anothe in the back and the last one was approachimg me from accross the street. All I could think of is "i am going DUMP this first clip at them" thats right shock and awe. When the guy approaching me got half way accross the street thu guy standing behind my car came toward me. I was ready to drae my gun out of my jacket pocket. I had put my gun in one pocket and the extra clip in the other with my hands on both. The fuy asked me what time it was. This is an old trick. The guy was trying to get my hands away from my body where he could see them. What did I do well I pulled both hands out of my pocket g19 and ex clip took the barrel of my gun and pushed up my jacket sleeve with it and told him it was 1 o'clock. His eyes grew to the size of que balls as he began to chime like a kookoo clock "its one o'clock its one o'clock. The guy crossing the street made an about face while the other 2 guys skipped away or as I call it high stepped away from my car quickly. Consequently, I was worried when I got to my car. Why because I had to fish for my keys with my right hand when I nerded to get out of there fast. Then once in the car I noticed that someone had backed thier bimper really close to the front of my car forcing me to back up. Needles to say I never heard from that girl again and do not recal ever seeing her again either. Well thats my story I have many others. Carrying a gun saved my life many times alongside of many of my friends and family. Living in Camden, NJ was an adventure for sure!!

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    Quote Originally Posted by TruckTurner68:201927
    Sorry phone died.....when I looked down the street there were three hooded dudes. One was standing in front of my car anothe in the back and the last one was approachimg me from accross the street. All I could think of is "i am going DUMP this first clip at them" thats right shock and awe. When the guy approaching me got half way accross the street thu guy standing behind my car came toward me. I was ready to drae my gun out of my jacket pocket. I had put my gun in one pocket and the extra clip in the other with my hands on both. The fuy asked me what time it was. This is an old trick. The guy was trying to get my hands away from my body where he could see them. What did I do well I pulled both hands out of my pocket g19 and ex clip took the barrel of my gun and pushed up my jacket sleeve with it and told him it was 1 o'clock. His eyes grew to the size of que balls as he began to chime like a kookoo clock "its one o'clock its one o'clock. The guy crossing the street made an about face while the other 2 guys skipped away or as I call it high stepped away from my car quickly. Consequently, I was worried when I got to my car. Why because I had to fish for my keys with my right hand when I nerded to get out of there fast. Then once in the car I noticed that someone had backed thier bimper really close to the front of my car forcing me to back up. Needles to say I never heard from that girl again and do not recal ever seeing her again either. Well thats my story I have many others. Carrying a gun saved my life many times alongside of many of my friends and family. Living in Camden, NJ was an adventure for sure!!
    LOL I wish i would of seen that guys look on hi face!!!

  6. I wonder which one made the most impression?

    This story didn’t involve me but several friends. We were all stationed in Alaska (I love Alaska) when this happened. My buddy Joe and his wife shared a 2 bedroom apartment with 3 friends (another couple and a single friend that slept on the couch.

    One Sunday evening they were all home with the women in the kitchen talking and fixing a snack while the guys were watching the game. Joe’s wife heard a creaking coming from the front door and upon looking at it for a moment she saw the handle moving like someone was trying to get in without knocking. Luckily they keep the door locked even during the day. She ran to the living room (only about 4 large steps) and told the guys what was going on. They hit mute on the TV and heard the knob getting giggled (whoever’s there is trying harder to get in). Joe and the other 2 jump up and run to get their guns. His buddy that slept on the couch just reaches under where he is sitting. After getting the guns they all met at the door. At this point only about 30 seconds has pasted from the time she first noticed someone trying to get in.

    Joe looks out the peephole just in time to see the guy rare back and slam his shoulder into the door trying to force his way in. He steps back looks at the othere 2 and they all get ready. He grabs the handle and opens the door right after he hits the door the second time, with the guys weight still on it he stumbles forward into the apartment. He looks up to see a Glock .40, an XD 9mil, and an XD .45 pointed at his head. Not to mention 3 big military guys the shortest being Joe at 5’ 11”. All Joe said was “I think you got the wrong place.” He fell on his way down the stairs. And all 3 said his eyes were “REALLY” blood shot, so most likely very high at the time.

    But I always hoped to meet the guy so I could put an old argument to rest. Was the .45 really more intimidating than the 9 and ,40. lol

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    Not sure if this is the place to post this, as I didn't have a gun to "work with", but it WAS one of the deciding moments for carrying thereafter.

    Making a long story short, one that would bore you to tears anyway, my last job before I retired was the night shift at a local gas station. The "bad" section of town started just a couple of blocks away, so my night clientelle were sometimes not exactly of the "solid citizen" type.

    One rather chilly, slow night, just before closing, four young lads arrived at the front of the store and just hung around. Being my usual suspicious self, I kept an eye on them.... as they were of me. (Casing the place?) I generally carried a knife at work, but had not considered a gun at that time.

    I thought I would go outside to better scope out the potential opposition (and, if things went to crap, would probably do better defending myself in the open, rather than trapped behind a counter. Have SOME martial arts skills left. Plus the knife.). Made a "show" of going out to one of the pumps to "look" at it and started back into the building.

    Got two whites and two blacks, probably teens.... none of them more than 160 lbs. One of the black kids: "How's it goin' OLD MAN?" (It was NOT a friendly, or even a mild poke fun remark, the way it was delivered.) I'm thinking, "Oh Oh, testing me." I stopped dead in my tracks, turned and faced my "accoster" and said "Don't know. Why don't you come on in and find out? I just might surprise you." (It was NOT a friendly retort either.)

    I went back inside and the four discussed things for a few minutes then left. I never saw them again at the store.

    Don't know for sure, but I think I bluffed myself out of a potential robbery and who knows what else.

    Also thought it was time to seriously consider carry thereafter. Reading about this crap in the newspapers and having it that close to "home" are two completely different subjects.

    Shortly thereafter that incident, a night guy at a gas station just a mile further out of town was robbed and killed. BGs never caught. That was four and a half years ago.

    It WAS, in retrospect, time to retire.

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    A couple years back someone attempted to break into my grandparents house while my grandmother was home alone. I arrived at the sametime as the police. They did not find anyone lurking around the outside of the house so they left. I looked out the window because we were expecting my brother and noticed the tailights on one of the cars were lit up. I went outside to find someone in the car. He may have been there the whole time. I called 911 and wait for them to dispatch the officers back out. The BG saw me and got out. Started to climb the fence to come into the yard. I drew and did not have to fire. When the officers arrived they knew from the 911 call that was being played over the radio that I was armed and had the BG at gunpoint because he attempted to come over the fence. The officer arrived and I put my gun on the ground and stepped back. The officers did not draw on me. The BG was arrested for attempted breaking and entering and trespassing. Once they had him in custody and finished the report, they gave me my EDC back. I asked them what ramifications I would be facing and they said none. I think it really.depends on the responding officers and how you conduct yourself. I would do it again if I had to but hope it never comes to it again. I did not get charged with anything or made to feel by the LEO that I had done anything wrong. It definitely changes your view and thought process when you have to draw. I would have shot him had he come into the fenced area. FYI....this was in a major metropolitan area in NC.

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    I was riding around town with my dad (I was about 17 at the time) and he needed to stop at an ATM. The sun was going down but it wasn't quite dark out yet. We were in a part of town that wasn't bad but it wasn't the greatest. My dad got out and was doing his business at the machine when a car pulled into the parking lot and began circling the bank. They did this 2 or 3 times and then stopped in the middle of the parking lot, the passenger door started to open and a guy started to get out. This was suspicious enough for my dad to lift up his shirt and reveal his full size 1911. The second the 1911 was uncovered the door closed and the car sped off. Dad got back into the car and we exchanged a look of "that could have been bad" and then went on with out evening.

    I still use this story with my anti-gun friends and ask what they would have us do in that situation. It's entirely possible that this could have been one of those robberies where they didn't want to leave any witnesses and neither of us would be alive today.

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    Back in the 70's I was enjoying a early morning September day in the woods back in my home state of Michigan when I unexpectedly came upon and must have startled a large Tamias striatus which instantly charged me with teeth bared. Fortunately I'm always armed when walking in the woods and was able to dispatch this menace with a single shot from my Glenfield Model 60.

    "It's easier to avoid conflict than it is to survive it" - SGB

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    I have a friend that killed one with a pellet gun. He had it stuffed and mounted, standing upright, teeth bared, with its front legs raised, much in the manner you often see bears mounted.

    Steve was a little strange.

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