Have you ever defended yourself/property/etc. with a firearm?

[snypr]

My girlfriend and I were are my parents cabin in Shingletown (close to foot of Mt Lassen). It was just her and I for a weekend trip, at approx 23:30 at night, when I hear someone/thing jiggling the back door knob to try and come inside. I moved to the farthest room away from the door, still maintaining straight line of site onthe door. My dad keeps an old Ruger blackhawk in .357mag under the mattress, which I grabbed right away. I made my GF get and stay behind me. I announced loudly that I have a pistol and would kill anyone who has any bad intentions. Since I was very close to the front door of the cabin, I wanted to provide some proof of my claim. I fired 1 round into the ground approx 15 yards away......the blast coming from that gun in the late of night roared! Needless to say, what or whomever was jiggling the door knob, stopped. To this day, I do not know who or what it was as their cabin is surrounded by thousands of acres of mountains and trails. Since this happened, I have never had an issue since. I was about 19 years old at the time.

[Noobert]

what if that was only wind?

[Blue]

My girlfriend and I were are my parents cabin in Shingletown (close to foot of Mt Lassen). It was just her and I for a weekend trip, at approx 23:30 at night, when I hear someone/thing jiggling the back door knob to try and come inside. I moved to the farthest room away from the door, still maintaining straight line of site onthe door. My dad keeps an old Ruger blackhawk in .357mag under the mattress, which I grabbed right away. I made my GF get and stay behind me. I announced loudly that I have a pistol and would kill anyone who has any bad intentions. Since I was very close to the front door of the cabin, I wanted to provide some proof of my claim. I fired 1 round into the ground approx 15 yards away......the blast coming from that gun in the late of night roared! Needless to say, what or whomever was jiggling the door knob, stopped. To this day, I do not know who or what it was as their cabin is surrounded by thousands of acres of mountains and trails. Since this happened, I have never had an issue since. I was about 19 years old at the time.

You really need a flashlight.

[snypr]

what if that was only wind?
It wasnt the wind, as it was still. It could have been an animal, im still not sure. It ended up best case scenerio, we were ok and I didnt have to shoot/kill anyone.

You really need a flashlight.

yes, you are right. We infrequently used the cabin, as this was about 20 years ago, the rechargeable technology then sucked. If we tried to use a regular light, the batteries were usually dead. Now, they have much better hardware (of which I keep a few tac lights on hand )

[Turbinator]

yes, you are right. We infrequently used the cabin, as this was about 20 years ago, the rechargeable technology then sucked. If we tried to use a regular light, the batteries were usually dead. Now, they have much better hardware (of which I keep a few tac lights on hand )

Just curious, how did you shoot into the ground if you were inside the cabin?

Turby

[nick]

what if that was only wind?

Then the wind left in a hurry.

[gunsmithcats]

This one time in Fallujah and this other time in Rutbah

[berto]

One morning, hours before I wanted to get up, there was a bird pecking a hole in the side of my house. I banged on the wall and it flew away only to return and resume pecking. I threw a stick at it and it flew away only to return and resume pecking. I took aim with the cheap Big 5 Daisy pistol. The bird dropped like a rock. I went back to sleep.

I hope that's as exciting as it ever gets.

[devildog999]

I've had several situations here in Phoenix (this place is a haven for illegals, tweekers, and other criminals), but the worst one was when me and a friend were out shooting in the desert. Some drunk idiot about 400 yds back up the road started taking potshots at us with a M1 Garand. We had just stopped shooting, taken our muffs off, and were standing in front of the truck when a bullet hit the ground about 3 feet away from me and about the time I realized something happened, I heard the shot. We both dove behind the truck, him sitting on the ground behind the rear wheels, me behind the front wheels. The guy continue firing over our heads and him and his buddies stood there drinking their beer and laughing at us. The shooter had the RH door of their truck open (truck was pointing towards us) and was using it as a rest for the rifle when he was shooting. He fired a few rounds and paused, when he paused I rolled around the open door of our truck and grabbed the case that had my 6mm Rem721 and ammo off the passenger seat and dropped back behind the front wheel of the truck. I pulled the rifle out, dropped 4 rounds in the magazine, popped the bipod and scope caps and took a quick peek under the truck to try to guess the distance. I adjusted the scope for the distance, racked a round into the chamber and waited to see if he was going to keep firing. He fired a couple more shots and apparently the Garand needed reloading. I didn't know it was a Garand at that point, all I could tell is that the guy was standing behind the door of the truck with the gun pointed up and was doing something with the rifle. I turned around, pushed the muzzle upward over the side of the truck and dropped it onto its bipod on the hood. I looked thru the scope and saw the guy pointing the rifle downward from between the door and the A-pillar of the truck trying to cram an enbloc into the top of the Garand. His buddy was standing about 10 ft away from the car gesturing about how to load it (I'm guessing) and on the ground below the door I saw the shooter's beer can sitting there. So while they were standing there trying to reload the rifle I fired one round and hit the bottom off the beer can, it exploded making a white poof of beer and sending the can spinning about 10 feet up and back. When the can exploded the shooter dropped the Garand over the front of door and dove into the front seat of the truck. Around a second later his buddy heard the shot and ran helter-skelter for the back of the truck (they had one of those SnugTop/shorty camper shells on it). The other two guys were on the LH side of the truck and they went running for the back of the truck as well. The guy in the cab layed low and didn't pop up at all, the other three kept peeking around the sides and top of the camper. I put the remaining three rounds into the ground on either side of the truck very close to where the three guys in the back were standing. When I was reloading they peeked around, dogpiled into the truck and took off driving while keeping their heads out of sight, the poor truck must have ran over half a dozen manzanita bushes and other stuff while they were driving blind. I have never gone shooting out there since then. When we go shooting in the desert, I still bring that 6mm even if I don't plan on shooting it

Good example of why you should not shoot at people that also have guns and are not likely drunk.

[ShooterMcGavin]

Some ***-munch decided it would be a good idea to reach to open my passenger door to my truck, muttering something about getting a ride, while I was getting something out of the bed. He didn't know about my 5 month old kid in the backseat, but he did know about the .45 pointed at his chest. He opted to run wherever he was going.

Gotta love open carry in Arizona.

[pullnshoot25]

One morning, hours before I wanted to get up, there was a bird pecking a hole in the side of my house. I banged on the wall and it flew away only to return and resume pecking. I threw a stick at it and it flew away only to return and resume pecking. I took aim with the cheap Big 5 Daisy pistol. The bird dropped like a rock. I went back to sleep.

I hope that's as exciting as it ever gets.

Sounds about right. My favorite is waking up in the morning to find the rabbits out, looking like they juuust might want some of my garden or lawn. Usually a 14.3gr .20cal pellet or a 100gr bludgeon or G5 Gamehead on a 26.5" arrow from my bow solves the problem...

[oldschool88]

Never had to use a gun, had to use a knife once though. This was before i owned any firearms.

[gqnamja1]

should child molestors all be rounded up and shot? affirmative

Few years ago I was dating a chick who lived with her sister in some S-hole apartment complex a few minutes away from me. I'm chillin at my house watching t.v. when i get a frantic call from her saying that a weird dude came and knocked on her door pretending to be some salesman. Being the naive idiot that she was....she opened the door and when he see's a girl inside (apparantely alone), he starts trying to convince her to let him inside. She refused because she felt a bit uneasy about the guy. Common sense would be to close the door and lock it...but for some reason she sits there and listens to the guy while he makes up a bunch of SH** while slowly pushing his leg in through the door. Then before she knows it he pushes/forces his way inside and starts approaching her. She screams and her younger sister comes running out of her room to see what's going on. The guy didn't realize there was someone else in the house and when they threaten to call the cops, he quickly left. You would think that is the end of that....but my ex is terrified that he'll come back and is quite shaken up, so I head on over to spend the night and bring along my 2nd girlfriend a Beretta M9. At around 2am my ex is sleeping so im chillin with her sister playing computer games. Suddenly in my peripheral vision, i think i see a person walk into my ex's room. I think about it for a couple minutes debating whether or not i'm imagining things cause i've been up late and sleepy. But for some unexplainable reason my lazy azz felt the urge to walk on over to check it out. As i look into her room from the hallway I'm shocked to see this MF'er with a hooded sweater INSIDE HER ROOM DIGGING THROUGH HER DRAWERS?!?! I was so shocked the only thing i could say was WTF!!?!?! The guy hears me and for a split second we stare at each other.....simultaneously he's running to get the hell out of there and i'm running to grab my 9. By the time i grab my gun and run back out to the living room all i see is his back as he runs out the sliding door into the night. I had so much rage and adrenaline pumping through me that I ran after him barefoot, wearing nothing but boxers, gun in hand. I chased him for a good 5 mins before I ran out of breath (im so out of shape i get winded walking up 10 steps to get to the 2nd floor of my house lol). I was so pissed off/frustrated at this point that I aim my gun at him and consider wasting this low-life, dirtbag, piece of SH** MF'er, that doesn't deserve to live. I'm confident with my headshot abilities from pretty long distance at the indoor range near me...but its a whole different story when 1) its dark 2) i was breathing so hard i could barely raise my arm let alone hold it still 3) this lil BI**CH could run...and put some distance between us. At that point I was so out of shape i puked (sigh)....then walked back to the apartment and called the cops. Later, as i described the guy to the police...my ex and her sister said the creepy "salesman" that scared them earlier that day was a black dude that fit the same description. Apparantly he got in threw the sliding door which i left cracked open because it was a super hot socal summer. The police told us they had several complaints filed that week from other neighbors about an aggressive black salesman who tried to force his way into their homes. One 15 yr old girl (living 7 complexes down from my ex) was home alone after walking home from school and got raped by this piece of SH*T. Needless to say, my ex immediately moved out that same week (she broke her lease but the apartment owner didn't charge her for fear of more "bad publicity"). Looking back on the whole incident now I could only imagine what he would've done to my ex had I not been there. I have a zero tolerance policy for S-bags that commit crimes against women and children...and if i knew what he had done without hesitation i DEFINITELY would have unloaded a full clip into his worthless body (then eat a hamburger, go to bed, and sleep like a baby knowing there's 1 less child raping piece of SH*T out on the streets). In lite of this incident i bought my mom a gun, take her shooting, and always have a loaded piece under every mattress in my home. Neways...sorry a simple response turned into a god daym book. Word to the wise....don't ever open the door for a stranger period. If its something important they'll leave a note. (To prove my point, another one of my ex's dads got shot several times and robbed in mid-afternoon by gangbangers who knocked on his door...then pulled guns and burst in when he opened it...luckily he survived)

[BigBamBoo]

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[andrewj]

My dad has quite a few stories involing home defense/neighbor's home defense.

One story that stands out from the rest go as follows. It was very late; 2-3am. My dad was sick as a DOG and was throwing up just about every hour. On one of his trips to the bathroom that night, he notices out his bathroom window that a van pulled into our couldesac. The driver got out of the van and went to the side sliding door and opened it. My dad could swear he heard muffled voices and saw restrained legs kicking. He said it was hard to be certian though, especially in his condition. In situations like this, he would normally grab a flashlight, and his Walther PP or Beretta 92 (not sure which he used for home defense). But this night, he was in no condition to investigate the matter. He wasnt even certain if he was truly seeing or experiencing those things anyway. He went back to bed. The next day he read in the paper about an armed robbery/kidnapping. The paper described the vehicle used as a van with a large sliding door. The paper went on to say that they robbers were each carrying a MAC 10. Had my dad went out that night, he probably wouldnt be alive today.