batosai117
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I completely forgot about this story until I posted it on another forum about whether or not it's okay to use a knife for SD. So I thought I'd copy and paste it here since it was my emerson commander that saved the day.
I have a small story to tell that happened to me about 2 years ago at a gas station. First off, stupid me wanted to air up my tires after coming back from fishing at 2:00 in the morning. I had my drivers side door open and I was hunched inside my car looking for quarters when these two cars full of guys, that obviously looked like they were up to no good, pulled in and parked around the backside (which was facing where I was at). They had parked around back and were trying to get inside of the restroom right away. Well, from inside of my car I'm watching them with me still hunched in and my door still open when one of the guys starts walking towards the backside of my car. He was walking very fast (like trying to make some ground before I could see him ) and when he was finally close enough to the backside of my car I stood up and immediately reached for my right side pocket. I didn't draw my knife, but he looked at me a little differently. Then slowly made his way to the car wash which had a side door and tried to play it off that he was looking for the restroom. I looked at his hands and he had blood all over them, still having my hand at my side, I looked at him and he tried to explain the blood. Right off I knew he was lying when he started trying to smirk and started waving his hands like it wasn't a big deal. He said that he had "cut his fu**ing hand and he needed to wash up." So I nodded my head in the direction of the bathroom and told him that it was over where he had come from. It appeared to me that he was going to jump me for my car if I hadn't have stood up and reached for my knife. I drove off immediately and called the cops. The cops called me back and asked for my version of the guys story and said that all of the seven guys had different stories as to why there was blood on them so I guess the mere presence of my knife saved the day
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Long winded story I know, but if your emerson has saved the hairs on your a$$ , feel free to let me know about it, J.
I have a small story to tell that happened to me about 2 years ago at a gas station. First off, stupid me wanted to air up my tires after coming back from fishing at 2:00 in the morning. I had my drivers side door open and I was hunched inside my car looking for quarters when these two cars full of guys, that obviously looked like they were up to no good, pulled in and parked around the backside (which was facing where I was at). They had parked around back and were trying to get inside of the restroom right away. Well, from inside of my car I'm watching them with me still hunched in and my door still open when one of the guys starts walking towards the backside of my car. He was walking very fast (like trying to make some ground before I could see him ) and when he was finally close enough to the backside of my car I stood up and immediately reached for my right side pocket. I didn't draw my knife, but he looked at me a little differently. Then slowly made his way to the car wash which had a side door and tried to play it off that he was looking for the restroom. I looked at his hands and he had blood all over them, still having my hand at my side, I looked at him and he tried to explain the blood. Right off I knew he was lying when he started trying to smirk and started waving his hands like it wasn't a big deal. He said that he had "cut his fu**ing hand and he needed to wash up." So I nodded my head in the direction of the bathroom and told him that it was over where he had come from. It appeared to me that he was going to jump me for my car if I hadn't have stood up and reached for my knife. I drove off immediately and called the cops. The cops called me back and asked for my version of the guys story and said that all of the seven guys had different stories as to why there was blood on them so I guess the mere presence of my knife saved the day

Long winded story I know, but if your emerson has saved the hairs on your a$$ , feel free to let me know about it, J.