Chris I'm sorry to hear that happened to you. That fool likely was a career criminal to boot. I personally am for law abiding folks carrying guns for just situations.. There are a ton of what ifs, but if a good guy had a gun in your pals car, you may never have been hurt. I don't want to debate this topic, but one thing to always remember is that no one should rely soley on cops to protect them... That lesson was learned during katrina and the la riots.
Chris, I always had some solution, whatever it was, in case that one-in-a-million situation occurred. I was a State Trooper for 11 years and also right handed. Logistics dictates I occasionally have people in my car next to me doing whatever...usually truck drivers (I worked I-80...pure semis) and to examine registrations, bill of ladings, log books, etc properly can take a little while. I didn't want some idiot grabbing on to my holster trying to pull my gun out while exchanging haymakers with the other fist bla bla bla. Joe Schmuck can simply speak into the .22 mag'd microphone as I cram it down his throat just before I find the little trigger. When things go south, they usually do it so fast you find yourself not where you always imagined or practiced or rehearsed. Having one more option was always my idea.
yeah what king just said is gospel... You never friggin know. It's plain simple and at times unnerving. It's situations like he described, close quarters when that one in a million shit hits the fan... When accuracy is measured at arms length. Btw: anyone ever see ballistics tests and the cavitation from a 357 mag during a contact shot? Simply destructive. The gases alone will move a fools stomach out his asshole!!! Btw king, what kind of 22 mag was yours? My bro has a 22 mag lever action marlin and I definately wouldn't feel totally defenseless with that thing.
Momo, it was absolutely tiny. I just Googled it and this isn't mine but looks the same: It is slightly heavy in your pocket but you get the idea. I still pack it around when I feel the need. I read a report once that the FBI collected that was a culmination of most officer hostage situations and guess where the least searched area on the LEO was? Front pockets. The bad guys usually looked around the ankles and on the sides under the arms. Heck, I actually wore it like a necklace but it was a little heavy for that and occasionally came through between front buttons...lol. That was funny/awkward depending where I was. Also, the vest is often wanted by the bad guy which would have forced me to act or give up the B.U.G as you call it Lol...you better be hanging on because it wants to rotate up and you aren't exactly grasping a large grip.
I've seen those little suckers around and was curious about them... thanks! BTW: the term 'BUG' isn't something I typically use... its 'forum flash' to get attention... I just call it my pocket pistol... umm... yeah...
You can rotate the cylinder halfway between bullets so the hammer is not on a round. That is a little more important when the hammer directly strikes the bullet to fire it because if you were to drop it just right (wrong?) you could blaze off a round. The hammer is hard to pull back and the trigger is hard to pull...exactly what I want from a gun in my pocket. Haha! I have to tell a funny story...lol: I was almost killed one day at our gun range. We were qualifying with our M14s (yes, M14s) and idiot boy next to me stoops down to pick up his rifle and grabs it by the trigger somehow. 3 rounds went off so fast before the gun flew out of his hand over his head and landed behind him. He shot his and my cute little wool blankets we were laying on and I am not sure where the third round went but it was either in front or behind my body. All I really saw was dirt and green blankets flying. There were quite a few troopers repolishing their gun belts later that day after hitting the deck (gravel). This is the same idiot that I watched fling the entire top of his brand new issued Beretta .40 off of his gun, propelled by the spring, on to the parking lot because he forgot to return the lock to the proper position. There he was standing there with a pistol grip in his hand and the magazine top clearly visible with shiny bullets facing forward. There were, ohh, 30 or so Troopers all standing there looking from the gouged up slide to him to the shiny bullet to the slide to him etc. What a tool. I can't stop there...this very same mental giant pulled me out of the ditch one fine winter's day. I was cruising along at maaaaybe 30 mph on solid ice roads in my '94 Camaro patrol car and had some jackass in a bull-hauler jack-knife behind me going 45 or 50. I had to hit the ditch and buried my car in 3 feet of snow...I climbed out the window. Cool. Anyway, wizard-boy shows up with a tow strap because he is close by. I dig for 15 minutes or so and get 'er all strapped up. Yon HelpyTrooper attaches his end to his car in the emergency lane and away he goes. Well, all that is going on is I am being pulled along the edge of the small grade instead of up toward the road...and one, two, three, four, five, six delineator posts later I have almost no paint and certainly nothing identifying my car as a police car left on the passenger side. I am wailing across 200 miles of repeator-amplified radio signals into my mic for him to stop. Every LEO and dispatcher in our county got to hear me call him a f'in tool because I thought I was on our car-to-car frequency. More coolness. Oh man...I miss the days Sorry for the long-winded (typed) post dude...just kinda came out lol
