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I grew up in a pretty rough town. Because I was under 21, I was unable to carry a pistol to protect myself. In most of these situations, other self defense tools would have been totally unuseful, which is beside the point as I did not carry those either. My question to you is; what would you have done with a CC weapon in these situations? If I get a few good responses and you guys are curious, I'll tell you what I did.
1) 3 friends and I were skateboarding between some buildings near my house. We sat down to take a rest, and 6 obvious gang members (all blue, rags, etc) came from one side and 7 from the other. They started yelling at us in spanglish (mixed words from english and spanish) and then ran up and kicked my friend in the face. There were 2 guys on me, including the biggest one (I was the biggest in our group at 6'2" 215.5 (never could hit 215 for wrestling)), 3 on one of my friends, 2 on each of the others. There were also 2 guarding the escape routes on one side and 3 on the other. One of my friends was taken out instantly as he was a very small guy. The largest one, who was punching me in the face and telling me how crazy he was punched like a fluffy little bunny. He got in 8 good shots and didn't even leave a bruise. I'm sure the 3 of us (not counting the KOed little guy) could have taken all 13 of them as they were smallish and we were biggish football players. They were probably armed, and if we had fought back they would have most likely shot or stabbed us (plus who knows about older 'brothers/homies' creeping in the shadows?)...
2) The first gun I had pulled on me; Me and two other friends were walking home along a busy street. A car came up behind us at 20 in a 30, and at about 10 yards behind us the front, right passanger pulled a gun. When he got closer, he pulled the trigget... *CLICK!!!* and they drove off. Not sure if it was a misfire or them just messing with us.
3) On a similar note... I was walking home from a game of basketball with my 2 exchange students. 2 cars for of 4 or 5 obvious gang members pulls along side us. One of them sticks his torso out of the top of the car, and sits in the window frame (dukes of hazzard style), and starts yelling "Where you from bitch!?" at me. I ignore him after him repeating 2x. He goes back into the car, grabs a gun, and points it at me ready to shoot. I thought I was through until I realized his 'gun' was a pack of smokes, and they were just f***ing with some stupid gringo. They laughed and drove off.
4) Playing basketball; We were playing some 2 on 2 when some guy we didn't recognize came up. He called winner, took off his shirt, set down a pager, pistol, baggy of pot, and his keys on the ground. He is calm and gets in on the next game like it wasn't a big deal.
5) Myself and a friend were leaving another friend's apartment at 2 or 3 AM while watching Conan Obrien. As we were walking out the door, he told a funny joke and we were laughing. As we were walking to my car (other side of the lot) we noticed a guy about out age milling around. When we got closer, he lifted up his shirt and said "What's so funny?" My friend told him that it was something we saw on TV. He says "That's what I ????ing though" and walks off.
6) My mom and I are the only ones home. I hear footsteps on the back porch (which leads to the basement, where the circuit breakers are), and then all of the lights go out. Our back door is made of thin, rotten wood, and the top 1/2 has a large glass window. The lock was a flimsy handle lock.
7) Same crappy back door gets kicked in (I was so glad we could finally get a new door... Even though we had to pay for it out of the insurance money, and only my stuff was stolen). The footprint left on the door was about a size 8. Noone was home at the time. 2 days later, the same thing happend, same footprint. By this time I was a 6'6" 290lbs division 1 football recruit with a 325 bench, 530 squat and deadlift. I had to stay home and watch the house the next 2 days as we had no remaining back door.
8) The nice family across the street moved out and started renting the place out. The renters were drug dealers who parked low riders in the front yard and would always have questionable people over. One night they were getting drunk in the front yard, and one of them decides to pull out a pistol and start shooting at the ground for fun. One of the bullets, don't ask me how, hits a window frame in my house and the window shatters everywhere.
9) This didn't happen to me, it happened to my uncle. He pulled into the McD's parking lot with his wife and kid only to find some crazy waving around his .38 special and preaching about nonsense. Uncle had his 1911 in the glove box.
10) This is the single worst thing I have ever faced. Me and 3 friends, and 2 of their girlfriends, in 2 cars, stopped in a BK parking lot at 11 at night (bad idea, but hindsight is 20-20) to ask this guy how much he wanted for his truck (for sale sign in the window)... He was a cool guy and was asking a reasonable price. I look over into a parking lot across the street and see my entire highschool basketball (varsity and JV) team plus some other guys headed over to us. I was friends with a few of them so I thought it was pretty cool to see them. When they got a little closer however, I realized I didn't know any of these guys. Around 30 black men (this is significant as a) I was being jumped for being white, and b) I didn't know any of them and ethnic diversity as it was in my town, at least some of them should have been either currently or previously enrolled in my highschool, or that of a neighboring highschool)... These guys were huge, all nearly my size, except one (the loud mouth), and were wearing very nice designer clothes, driving pretty nice cars, and sporting nice watches and chains. They pretended to hang out and be cool for a little while, but I was VERY worried as a lot of them were smoking blunts and drinking glasses of whiskey. It became pretty clear what their intent was when a cop drove by staring at the scene. "Oh sh*t a cop!"... "Man, shut up. We can take a cop."... The cop didn't stop, didn't come back, didn't call for help. Nothing. At 11:30 BK turns off their streetlight. When this happened was when I was sure something bad was going down "You ever notice that every time a light goes out a white boy gets jumped?" They basically say that if we have money and we give it to them, we are free to go. If we don't have money they are going to beat us up, and if any of us says we don't have money but we really do, then we get killed and left in a ditch outside of town. At this point a few of them lifted up their shirts to reveal a few tec-9s, various pistols. They were in a semi-circle around me, as I was the biggest, and my back was to my friend's large pickup. I had to give them my money (I had goten paid that day and had my entire cashed check on me). I realized that my friends didn't have any money, and that during the beatdown it was very likely that their girlfriends would have been raped. So I did the stupidest thing I've ever done and acted like I was gonna fight them. My friend who owned the truck got the hint, and snuck around to the driver's door. The minute I heard the door open, I pulled out my wallet and have him all $72 dollars (I was 17, part time job). The little bastard says to me "Damn straight. That's the American way right there."... Right then the truck starts, peels out. All 30 of those guys freak and take off after the truck. One of them actually catches it, punches my friend in the face (He could have just as easily pulled him out of the bed). I get to my van before they can turn their agression to me, and I take off down the street at 90mph in a 30. Now, here is the worst part. With 5 people in the back of his truck, my friend who was fleeing the scene has an uninsured, illegal immigrant motorist pull out in front of him, and hits him. His truck is totalled, but thankfully everything is ok. Now, you guys remember my story about getting my house broken into 2x? Well this happened friday of that week. Also that week my car was broken into 2x, and some prankster took the lugs off of my hubcap on the following monday and my wheel came off in the middle of the street. One stipulation I'd like to add for #10 is that you give me an answer for both a) what really happened and b) what if they would have pulled my friend out of the back of the truck with the intent to kill him.
1) 3 friends and I were skateboarding between some buildings near my house. We sat down to take a rest, and 6 obvious gang members (all blue, rags, etc) came from one side and 7 from the other. They started yelling at us in spanglish (mixed words from english and spanish) and then ran up and kicked my friend in the face. There were 2 guys on me, including the biggest one (I was the biggest in our group at 6'2" 215.5 (never could hit 215 for wrestling)), 3 on one of my friends, 2 on each of the others. There were also 2 guarding the escape routes on one side and 3 on the other. One of my friends was taken out instantly as he was a very small guy. The largest one, who was punching me in the face and telling me how crazy he was punched like a fluffy little bunny. He got in 8 good shots and didn't even leave a bruise. I'm sure the 3 of us (not counting the KOed little guy) could have taken all 13 of them as they were smallish and we were biggish football players. They were probably armed, and if we had fought back they would have most likely shot or stabbed us (plus who knows about older 'brothers/homies' creeping in the shadows?)...
2) The first gun I had pulled on me; Me and two other friends were walking home along a busy street. A car came up behind us at 20 in a 30, and at about 10 yards behind us the front, right passanger pulled a gun. When he got closer, he pulled the trigget... *CLICK!!!* and they drove off. Not sure if it was a misfire or them just messing with us.
3) On a similar note... I was walking home from a game of basketball with my 2 exchange students. 2 cars for of 4 or 5 obvious gang members pulls along side us. One of them sticks his torso out of the top of the car, and sits in the window frame (dukes of hazzard style), and starts yelling "Where you from bitch!?" at me. I ignore him after him repeating 2x. He goes back into the car, grabs a gun, and points it at me ready to shoot. I thought I was through until I realized his 'gun' was a pack of smokes, and they were just f***ing with some stupid gringo. They laughed and drove off.
4) Playing basketball; We were playing some 2 on 2 when some guy we didn't recognize came up. He called winner, took off his shirt, set down a pager, pistol, baggy of pot, and his keys on the ground. He is calm and gets in on the next game like it wasn't a big deal.
5) Myself and a friend were leaving another friend's apartment at 2 or 3 AM while watching Conan Obrien. As we were walking out the door, he told a funny joke and we were laughing. As we were walking to my car (other side of the lot) we noticed a guy about out age milling around. When we got closer, he lifted up his shirt and said "What's so funny?" My friend told him that it was something we saw on TV. He says "That's what I ????ing though" and walks off.
6) My mom and I are the only ones home. I hear footsteps on the back porch (which leads to the basement, where the circuit breakers are), and then all of the lights go out. Our back door is made of thin, rotten wood, and the top 1/2 has a large glass window. The lock was a flimsy handle lock.
7) Same crappy back door gets kicked in (I was so glad we could finally get a new door... Even though we had to pay for it out of the insurance money, and only my stuff was stolen). The footprint left on the door was about a size 8. Noone was home at the time. 2 days later, the same thing happend, same footprint. By this time I was a 6'6" 290lbs division 1 football recruit with a 325 bench, 530 squat and deadlift. I had to stay home and watch the house the next 2 days as we had no remaining back door.
8) The nice family across the street moved out and started renting the place out. The renters were drug dealers who parked low riders in the front yard and would always have questionable people over. One night they were getting drunk in the front yard, and one of them decides to pull out a pistol and start shooting at the ground for fun. One of the bullets, don't ask me how, hits a window frame in my house and the window shatters everywhere.
9) This didn't happen to me, it happened to my uncle. He pulled into the McD's parking lot with his wife and kid only to find some crazy waving around his .38 special and preaching about nonsense. Uncle had his 1911 in the glove box.
10) This is the single worst thing I have ever faced. Me and 3 friends, and 2 of their girlfriends, in 2 cars, stopped in a BK parking lot at 11 at night (bad idea, but hindsight is 20-20) to ask this guy how much he wanted for his truck (for sale sign in the window)... He was a cool guy and was asking a reasonable price. I look over into a parking lot across the street and see my entire highschool basketball (varsity and JV) team plus some other guys headed over to us. I was friends with a few of them so I thought it was pretty cool to see them. When they got a little closer however, I realized I didn't know any of these guys. Around 30 black men (this is significant as a) I was being jumped for being white, and b) I didn't know any of them and ethnic diversity as it was in my town, at least some of them should have been either currently or previously enrolled in my highschool, or that of a neighboring highschool)... These guys were huge, all nearly my size, except one (the loud mouth), and were wearing very nice designer clothes, driving pretty nice cars, and sporting nice watches and chains. They pretended to hang out and be cool for a little while, but I was VERY worried as a lot of them were smoking blunts and drinking glasses of whiskey. It became pretty clear what their intent was when a cop drove by staring at the scene. "Oh sh*t a cop!"... "Man, shut up. We can take a cop."... The cop didn't stop, didn't come back, didn't call for help. Nothing. At 11:30 BK turns off their streetlight. When this happened was when I was sure something bad was going down "You ever notice that every time a light goes out a white boy gets jumped?" They basically say that if we have money and we give it to them, we are free to go. If we don't have money they are going to beat us up, and if any of us says we don't have money but we really do, then we get killed and left in a ditch outside of town. At this point a few of them lifted up their shirts to reveal a few tec-9s, various pistols. They were in a semi-circle around me, as I was the biggest, and my back was to my friend's large pickup. I had to give them my money (I had goten paid that day and had my entire cashed check on me). I realized that my friends didn't have any money, and that during the beatdown it was very likely that their girlfriends would have been raped. So I did the stupidest thing I've ever done and acted like I was gonna fight them. My friend who owned the truck got the hint, and snuck around to the driver's door. The minute I heard the door open, I pulled out my wallet and have him all $72 dollars (I was 17, part time job). The little bastard says to me "Damn straight. That's the American way right there."... Right then the truck starts, peels out. All 30 of those guys freak and take off after the truck. One of them actually catches it, punches my friend in the face (He could have just as easily pulled him out of the bed). I get to my van before they can turn their agression to me, and I take off down the street at 90mph in a 30. Now, here is the worst part. With 5 people in the back of his truck, my friend who was fleeing the scene has an uninsured, illegal immigrant motorist pull out in front of him, and hits him. His truck is totalled, but thankfully everything is ok. Now, you guys remember my story about getting my house broken into 2x? Well this happened friday of that week. Also that week my car was broken into 2x, and some prankster took the lugs off of my hubcap on the following monday and my wheel came off in the middle of the street. One stipulation I'd like to add for #10 is that you give me an answer for both a) what really happened and b) what if they would have pulled my friend out of the back of the truck with the intent to kill him.
