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Dang! The only thing more impressive would be if he had glared at the shooter before spitting it out the side of his mouth like a plug of tobacco!
What a mensch!
Shades of ‘Near Dark.’
A friend of mine witnessed a similar incident in a popular Austin bar many years ago. After some misunderstanding, some white dweeb shot a big Mexican fellow in the face with a .25 Saturday Night Special. It was like shooting Mongo. The bullet split the guy’s upper lip and rested against his teeth — he picked the bullet from his teeth and threw back it at the frightened shooter! Then he lifted the shooter from the floor with one hand and punched him out with the other.
My dad is a retired police officer, and was involved in a shooting incident about 30 years ago. After a high speed car chase, the subject got out of his vehicle weilding a shotgun. Before he could get a shot off, my father’s partner shot at him from over the far side of the patrol car with his .357. One of the hollow points passed through the light bar and flattened into a disk about the size of a nickel. It subsequently hit the guy in the forehead, and slid under the scalp, and around the back of the guy’s skull. The guy went down instantly and was transported to the hospital where he later regained consciousness and coughed the bullet out while being examined.
Somebody wasn’t carrying enough gun!