My biceps have thus far been adequate deterrent.
I fear the day is coming where that won't work and I'll be forced to bare my abs.
Not self defence, but was at a pawn shop, and a guy took off with a gold necklace, I ran to my car got my gun (before Ky had a permit system) and took off after him. I ran around a building, headed off at the pass so to speak, and he reached in his shirt like he had a gun, I pointed my gun at him and told turn around, long story short he gave me the gold, and I let him go (no shoot scenario!) got the gold back to the pawn shop. They were happy, I was too.
Could it be that a perp might be afraid you'd have a heart attack and he'd have his charge upped to murder in the commission of a felony?You have no idea how many potential attacks I have thwarted just by lifting my shirt. Although, I'm not entirely sure it was because of my abs.
I must be missing something, you got your gun and chased down a thief of property that wasn't yours?
Hoosierdood: when lifting your shirt in those scenarios, do you scream anything in particular?
halfmileharry; said:He pulled out a little Sterling 22 and I grabbed it out of his hand before he got it fully out of his pocket
I've urinated myself many times in self defense. Even though I've had a S&W 686 or a Glock 27 on my hip at the time, I just freeze/cry/urinate (in that order) and those pesky kids always turn and walk away. They simply don't respect me enough to make me a victim.
The only real "self defense" situation I've ever had to date didn't involve a firearm, but rather my leg, my shoe and a massive, all-I-could muster drop-kick out of fear, directly to the jaw of a charging German Shepard that was coming at me full tilt with mouth-a-foaming and teeth bared! The dog belonged to my buddy at the time and apparantly the dog was never let out of the house because he would get very viscous towards any strangers that came up the drive. I guess that particular day wasn't mine (nor his) lucky day.
Needless to say, My foot= 1, Dog's jaw= 0
Heard a loud "crack" when I connected and broke his lower jaw on the spot, flipping him over backwards and stopping him dead in his tracks. Hated to do it, but it was either me or him and I wasn't about to wait to see if he was "just playin" to find out if he was serious or not..... He looked pizzed off to me!!
Dog never messed with me again and I never went into my buddies house again either... True story.