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Long story some damn young kid looks to be late teens smashed into the left rear side of my camaro tonight while she was backing up and my car was parked because she can't drive worth shit. I was in 7/11 when she hit my car and she approached me when I exited. I popped my trunk to see if I still could.
But my smashed car is actually the side story.
In the parking lot also was a crazy motherfucker who just came up and started circling me ducking in and out of close proximity trying to get around to my back. At first I thought he was with the girl who hit my car.
He was screaming something about me following him and grew more hostile until he pulled something out his pocket that looked like a pick. l was on my way home from the range and my gun was in my trunk but unloaded because in California you have no right to defend yourself.
I opened the case grabbed my gun and chambered a imaginary round. The girl who hit my car freaked the fuck out and the crazy crackhead with the pick luckily wasn't as crazy as he was coming across since he obviously wanted to live and he ran.
So here I am a minority with a gun next to a hysterical woman in Torrance with the cops on the way since I saw the 7/11 clerks on the phone during all this with my peripheral vision. I was damn near sure I was going to be another statistic.
First thing I did was put the gun back in my trunk. I asked the woman was that man with her and she said no. I explained to her he wasn't with me either and I was just as traumatized by the whole fucking situation as she was.
The police showed up 2 minutes after shit was over and the only reason I survived my encounter with the cops is they approached the situation not knowing until I told them I had a firearm in my vehicle while standing 30 feet from it with both hand out, had the clerks told them a gun was involved they would have shot me 3 seconds after exiting their squad car even with my hands up.
I told them of my firearm that it was unloaded and where it was with my hands up and standing far from my car.
They still handcuffed me and had me eating pavement until the clerks, the woman who hit my car and the surveillance cameras collaborated my story. The real suspect was clear as day on camera but I am sure the police don't give a fuck to actually want to find him
So shit escalated from someone damaging my beloved car to someone else unrelatedly threatening to kill me in the span of 30 seconds next to fearing the police possibly shooting me.
I waked away unharmed with my gun surprisingly but my car is still fucked up. The young woman has insurance but that's not going to fix my car tomorrow
But my smashed car is actually the side story.
In the parking lot also was a crazy motherfucker who just came up and started circling me ducking in and out of close proximity trying to get around to my back. At first I thought he was with the girl who hit my car.
He was screaming something about me following him and grew more hostile until he pulled something out his pocket that looked like a pick. l was on my way home from the range and my gun was in my trunk but unloaded because in California you have no right to defend yourself.
I opened the case grabbed my gun and chambered a imaginary round. The girl who hit my car freaked the fuck out and the crazy crackhead with the pick luckily wasn't as crazy as he was coming across since he obviously wanted to live and he ran.
So here I am a minority with a gun next to a hysterical woman in Torrance with the cops on the way since I saw the 7/11 clerks on the phone during all this with my peripheral vision. I was damn near sure I was going to be another statistic.
First thing I did was put the gun back in my trunk. I asked the woman was that man with her and she said no. I explained to her he wasn't with me either and I was just as traumatized by the whole fucking situation as she was.
The police showed up 2 minutes after shit was over and the only reason I survived my encounter with the cops is they approached the situation not knowing until I told them I had a firearm in my vehicle while standing 30 feet from it with both hand out, had the clerks told them a gun was involved they would have shot me 3 seconds after exiting their squad car even with my hands up.
I told them of my firearm that it was unloaded and where it was with my hands up and standing far from my car.
They still handcuffed me and had me eating pavement until the clerks, the woman who hit my car and the surveillance cameras collaborated my story. The real suspect was clear as day on camera but I am sure the police don't give a fuck to actually want to find him
So shit escalated from someone damaging my beloved car to someone else unrelatedly threatening to kill me in the span of 30 seconds next to fearing the police possibly shooting me.
I waked away unharmed with my gun surprisingly but my car is still fucked up. The young woman has insurance but that's not going to fix my car tomorrow
(yt the ineffective coppers aka: twatter police are tooled up to the rafters. the difference between a cop and a criminal is the uniform and legislation, NOTHING more.)
