I was standing outside of my girlfriend's house on sunday night, smoking a cigarette and drinking a beer. I was next to the staircase (she lives on the first floor of a 2 story motel style apartment), with my back to the parking lot, and she was facing the parking lot. She says "he doesn't live here." I turned around and there was a dude talking on his cell phone, it sounded like he was trying to figure out which apartment someone was in. He walked up, and I stepped aside so he could get up the stairs, and when I looked up he had a gun, and said 'give it up' or something along those lines. I put my hands up, and told him to be cool. I set my beer down and told him I was goimg to put my hand in my left pocket, then reached into my pocket, got my phone, and told him I was going to set it on the ground. He went to pick it up, and I grabbed the kel-tec pf9 off my right side waist band, and shot him twice in the gut (turns out I actually hit him in the stomach and upper leg). He fell up against a car, hit the ground, and I stepped back real quick and tried to line up on him with two hands on the pistol. I don't really know how or what happened, but I got my left hand cut, looks like it was too high behind my right hand and the slide bit it. Also, the gun jammed, and by this time he was up and running, no s***. I cleared the round, and took a knee behind a car, grabbed my phone, and called the police. They showed up in less than 5 minutes, and were super cool (this was Birmimgham PD), said someone had got robbed a couple of blocks over earlier, it ended up being the same dude. After a while, about 45 minutes, a hospital on the western side of town called and said they had a black male with 2 gunshot wounds. Turned out he was coked up and drunk, which explains how he was able to take 2 9mm hollow points and get up and run, which surprised the hell out of me. Anyway, he had dropped his gun in the parking lot, (a Lorcin 25, imagine that), and had also fired off one round, they found a 25cal shell next to the car. The cops never gave me any greif, actually told me I did what I had to and good job. I am waiting to get the gun back from evidence, but really don't know if I want to carry it anymore. I'm carrying a Glock 23 now. I feel alright, certainly don't have any regrets, and i'm glad that no one I care about was hurt.