One of my best friends in High School was attacked by his Stepfather with an axe, right after the Stepfather had killed and dismembered his mother. my friend went to his bedroom, where he had a .22 rifle.
It was a tube fed Mossberg, I believe. It held a lot of rounds, 16, 17 maybe?
The Stepfather eventually broke through the door and came at him with the axe.
He fired the best he could and eventually saved his life with that .22.
He was never the same, PTSD is a bitch.
”You cannot invade the mainland United States. There would be a rifle behind each blade of grass.”
~Admiral Isoroku Yamamoto
Last edited by 75370; 09-22-2012 at 07:46 AM.