ApacheCoTodd
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Isn't that completely unsettling should he have turned out to be that mutant.Known a few .25 fights personally, very common street caliber, in the day. Here is my scary story: I was working late in an industrial parking area in Salinas Calif on a fork lift. Very much alone in summer evening late in gathering Twilight I was adjacent to a frieght spur which paralleled the main tracks , very remote in industrial park. I saw a younger man , tall and lean with a small pack on in a hoodie sweat shirt all in black walk across the tracks a block up and with a a sure footed stride skirt industrial building edges and make a bee line towards me on the fork lift moving large equipment on a trailer. He traveled in open over 200 yards directly towards me , nobody around. I had been pan handled before but this was totally different and put me on alert to scrutinize him and stop working. I palmed by new Beretta 20 then loaded with the equally new Winchester " Pellet Nose" and when the person was 100 feet away shouted " what do you want " ? He slowed down, not responding but with a feral grin reached around to the back of his waist band and continued to advance quickly obvious with something in his hand behind back. I was an A ticket IPSC guy at the time and brought the mouse gun to low ready and shouted STOP ! He did not stop and immediately I drew a bead on the heart area and finger on trigger ready to put in two or three is he got closer than 10 yards as I did not yet see what was behind his back. Upon seeing the raised gun held Weaver style he broke off his advance on a angle keeping what was behind him hidden. As he slowed again with me tracking and about 60 feet away now to my weak side he turned toward me and advanced a couple steps and I tapped one off DA half way between us and off to the side a little. There was nothing to hit in that direction for a long distance. The snap and orange flame jerk the guy off balance he stumbled and turned and ran off in the gathering darkness towards the tracks at least a buster mile away. I road the fork lift back to the warehouse, licked it up and got in my car and went home and had a drink. Much later , from the mug shots and tv coverage and timeline I have absolutely no doubt that was Richard Ramierez the " Nightstalker" who terrorized Ca.
Todd.