When I was about 19 (30+ years ago), I was driving south on I65 somewhere between Gary and Merrillville. It was about ten degrees outside. I saw an abandoned car on the side of the road, and then a while later, I saw someone in a brown parka walking down the road ahead of me. I pulled over and saw that it was a middle-aged African-American man. I asked if he needed a ride, and he said he needed to get to a gas station. He got in and I drove him to a station at the next exit, and then back to his car. He offered me $5 and said "Don't get me wrong, Miss. It's not that I'm ungrateful, but if you were my daughter, I'd whoop your ass. Please don't do this again or you might get yourself hurt."
These are different times now. I would definitely not do that again.
So which revolver were you carrying that day?