I thought I would share this since I am new here.
I grew up in Montana (now live in Vermont). I was walking home one night from the bar. I wasn't drinking I was there listening to a band. I decided to take a shortcut through an old baseball field to get back to my house. I was 22 yo at the time and I grew up shooting guns so my hearing is awful, never wore earplugs etc... ( I know I learned my lesson but that was years ago.) Anyway I'm walking through this old baseball field and it's in a pretty bad section of town, lot's of drugs and welfare residents. The field is surrounded by dense woods then opens up to housing, a lot of people sit in those woods and drink smoke etc.. I hear a few sticks crack and I immediately stop and look around and get in that mode. I didn't see anything so I kept walking, next thing I know 2 young guys 18 at the most come running up to me, as I was spinning around they hit me in the side of the head with a rock, I I hit the ground and landed on my side and in one quick motion (which saved my life I'm sure of) I rolled on my back drew .357 revolver and by that time one of the kids was in mid air with a rock in both of his hands trying to slam it ion my face. I rolled to my left as he came down on my leg instead of my face then turned back over and pistol whipped him with the side of my revolver. The other kid was stunned and was just standing there. I got to my feet while the one on the ground was covering his face, pointed my gun at the one standing and told him he had 3 seconds to run as fast as he could. He took off running back into the woods and disappeared. I then turned to the kid on the ground who had a nice cut on the side of his head from my revolver, gave him a lecture about ******* with the wrong person and blah blah blah ( I couldn't call the cops because I didn't have a cell phone at the time and no one else was around at 3am) and told him if he didn't get up and start running as fast as he could things were going to go very badly for him. He got up crying and ran away like a little girl.
When I got home I called my brother in-law who is a sheriff in town and told him all about it. I described the guys and he knew exactly who it was. 3 hours later he found them in the same park (god bless small towns and stupid criminal) smoking pot waiting for there next victim or so they thought. They were arrested and charged and I never saw them again. One of the kids also had multiple warrants for robbery.