I remember when I had got my first apartment, it was awesome! I was in the house sleep, I guess some dick thought he would be funny and break in. well I was sleeping in my living room I heard my lock on my door turn I reached under my couch grabbed my shot gun, just has he came in, he went out asap. I put a slug in his sternum. I watched him get up slowly and stumble down the stairs. I was terrified! I actually shot a man. After about 2minutes time passed I snapped back into reality and and followed him. To my amazement this dude took off his vest and ditched it. He was my landlord! So I took another shot at him. Missed my stock just broke and my shoulder got dislocated. I watch him hit a alleyway that I was to familiar with, it connected to my back window. I ran back in the house grabbed my .45 and exited my back window there we saw each other, he shouted he was sorry. I told him to lay down and put his hands behind his back and called the police. lol they came and saw what I had instead and arrested me! Of course I don't have a license to conceal and carry. I got out but I pressed charges on him. Bummer a blue chrome .45 I got from my granddad. I'll never see again.