I wish I had an answer for you. All I can think of was that it happened in the wee hours of the morning and I'm sure the cops had limited vision and they probably didn't know exactly was going on. They probably felt a sense of danger, a cop shoots, then they all shot. That morning, I got home at around 4:30am from the bar with friends. I was trashed, hung out outside sitting on the curb to have a smoke and thought about how Christmas was coming up soon. Then I went inside to crash. An hour and a half later my roomies woke me up. I was majorly crashed out so I didn't hear it, but they said it sounded like a machine gun was shooting. I looked through the glass in the door, couldn't believe my eyes and grabbed my camera to take a pic. It was pretty bad. I'll never forget it. The most regretful part of the whole thing was that the guys kids had to see it.Quote:
Originally Posted by Major Kong
When I was a little kid (maybe 7 or 8 years old) I was running around with a sheet tied around my neck pretending like I was Batman outside the house on the sidewalk. Some idiot was shooting his BB gun (prolly trying to take out a bird or squirrel or whatever these loons like to shoot). A BB richocheted and hit me in the sternum. No damage, but I'll never forget that too. It could've been a lot worse.
Guns suck. I'm sorry to hear about what your wife had to go through. Must've been very traumatic. I'm glad she and her son are ok from that.
