Originally Posted by
Mark E. Hurling
The worst episode was three months on the job when a guy either tried to run me over during a vehicle stop, or maybe was just so damn drunk he didn't know I was there. I dodged, drew, and fired at his car. After I pulled the trigger I realized it was a bad shoot because he was already past me and no danger to me at that point. But I got flooded, my self preservation mechanism engaged, my judgment went out the window, and I couldn't derail my last semi-lucid train of thought. Which was, "Shoot this guy, he's trying run me over!"