Wednesday, August 31, 2016

The one time I had to draw


This was a couple years back. I was driving on a three-lane highway in the center lane. In the right lane, there was a trucker who kept drifting over into the center lane as if he was nodding off. I honked the horn when he was almost about to hit me, but this apparently set him into some kind of rage. He started leaning out the window, swearing at me, giving me the finger, and most importantly swerving his truck at me as if he was going to intentionally hit me.I called the police to report this as I switched lanes, trying to get away from him. The dispatcher told me to pull over to the side of the road and wait for an officer, which I did. This turned out to be a mistake because the trucker ended up seeing this, and parked his semi in such a way that I couldn't drive out without reversing into oncoming traffic. (It was one of those grass shoulders, not the small shoulder you might find on most highways.)He got out of his truck and started approaching my car, with some kind of object in his right hand. It almost looked like some kind of baton. I drew my gun and pointed it at him through the windshield when he got close enough to see it. This was enough to stop him dead in his tracks. He stood there for a few seconds before walking back to his truck and driving away.The police picked him up a couple hours later. Apparently he had a record of assault, reckless driving, using a vehicle to threaten others, etc. He ended up losing his commercial drivers license over this incident.Just goes to show you, you never know when you're going to run into some psychopath. via /r/CCW http://ift.tt/2bCarnd

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