So just this AM. Sitting outside my shop. Really bad shape Subaru wagon pulls up very close to my drivers side. One black guy, ragged clothes and hair. "Hey, man. What kind of car is that??"
Now, I'm a car guy. I like other car guys. This guy was not a car guy. He never once looked at my car, he just tried to look at me in the cab of the small car. He could tell I was fidgeting a bit and seemed concerned as he sat a bit higher in his seat. As I tell him it's a Porsche and no, it's not $100k, he says was that new? I say no, it's 2004. "So like $100k for a 04? " just requoting my words. Finally there's a pause, he looks me in the eyes, then drives off.
I'll add this. To the Canadians, we have something here in all major cities called desperation. Be it addiction, food, or a tooth brush, there's desperation. That means there are people here that will use any situation that suits them to kill / rob you for what you have on you right now...and will not care about what they just did or to whom they did it. That's the bottom line. I don't carry to defend myself from other guns, it's this guy I worry about. I didn't wave anything in his face, no "clip dump", no warnings given. Had he raised his hand quickly, I would have drawn and made my decision to kill him between hidden and pointed based on his actions. When you're in an alley like that, where stolen cars get dumped regularly, nobody belongs down there. Nothing good happens down there.
This was my view. For the Canadians, it's OK. Para Ordinance is made in Canada, eh...
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