Part VI
my captain knew i had the 44 mag, and called me to respond to the scene. (it was only about 1/2 mile away)
he figured once the guy saw the hole in the end of the barrel, he would give up.
after about 45 minutes of back an forth, i shouted out that if he did not come out with his hands up, he would regret it.
his answer was a shotgun blast through the roof.
so i let a 44 mag round rip at the window, and hit the crossbar, blowing the whole window rite out of the frame.
within 10 seconds, the shotgun came out the window, and he came out the door reaching for the clouds.

another time i was the only uniform on duty at a race track when a fight broke out. as i showed up at the gate, there were at least 10 people beating the crap out of each others trucks and cars with crow bars, and whompin on each others bodys.
i took a M-80 firecracker out of my pocket that i had confiscated earlier, lit it with my cigar, and tossed it under a pickup as i drew my 45 and pointed it at the crowd.
when the M-80 went off all movement stopped. i yelled get out of my park!!
everyone left, and when i got back to headquarters, i had 15 complaints waiting for me saying that i discharged my weapon.
the captain looked at the 45, and when i told him what i did, he got a good laugh about it.
As with anything else, common sense rules and each situation is different. Good judgement is always necessary and has to be exercised regardless of the use of force, be it hands-on, pepper spray, a baton, tazer, or firearm.
my captain knew i had the 44 mag, and called me to respond to the scene. (it was only about 1/2 mile away)
he figured once the guy saw the hole in the end of the barrel, he would give up.
after about 45 minutes of back an forth, i shouted out that if he did not come out with his hands up, he would regret it.
his answer was a shotgun blast through the roof.
so i let a 44 mag round rip at the window, and hit the crossbar, blowing the whole window rite out of the frame.
within 10 seconds, the shotgun came out the window, and he came out the door reaching for the clouds.

another time i was the only uniform on duty at a race track when a fight broke out. as i showed up at the gate, there were at least 10 people beating the crap out of each others trucks and cars with crow bars, and whompin on each others bodys.
i took a M-80 firecracker out of my pocket that i had confiscated earlier, lit it with my cigar, and tossed it under a pickup as i drew my 45 and pointed it at the crowd.
when the M-80 went off all movement stopped. i yelled get out of my park!!
everyone left, and when i got back to headquarters, i had 15 complaints waiting for me saying that i discharged my weapon.
the captain looked at the 45, and when i told him what i did, he got a good laugh about it.

LMAO!!! Those were the good old days weren't they!? Some of the stuff I've seen and heard about would boggle the minds of newbies now!
Ford Trucks for Ford Truck Enthusiasts
yea, buddy!!
plus if we tried any of the stuff we got away with back in the day before criminals had rites, we would be out of a job, or sitting in jail with the scum walking free.












