Southtexas, thanks for the constructive criticism.
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You know, I originally posted this 'cause I thought ya'll would get a good chuckle out of the story, but as my daughter would say, "Why ya'll gotta hate?"
Just a point of order.
1. By the time my car came to stop I was quite about bit closer than 100 yards. Be that as it may, I agree that it was still far to long of a distance to engage in with a pistol. Given the same circumstances, however, I would not hesitate to draw my weapon again... here's why.
I could not affectively back up at that point. The parking lot was a sheet of ice, and I was heading slightly downhill. To get moving in that direction, it would have to be an extremely slow process.
I was not going to head right for him. If he was taking aim at me with an actual rifle, why in the world would I want to get myself any closer?
So I am effectively stuck between a rock and a hard place, or an icy incline and a rifle. I stopped the car, and in that parking lot, given the same situation, I would do it that way again.
I drew my weapon, because for a split second I THOUGHT MY FRIGGIN' LIFE WAS IN DANGER!!!!!

and I wasn't going down without a fight even if it wouldn't have been a very effective fight!
I'm sorry if you disagree, but I wasn't waiting for a 30.06 JHP to come flying in the windshield. 7 yards, 50 yards, 100 yards, 1/2 a mile... I don't care what the distance is... if someone is trying to end my life, I'm going to reach for whatever defense I can. If all I had was tire iron, it would have been in my hand too.
So I'm sorry you guys didn't find the whole thing as humorous as I did...
