Here is a recount over at
Warrior Talk News. All together now, "Dont bring a knife to a gun fight"....
I remember vividly the stench of this guy. He wreaked with with the odor of stale beer and urine. His eyes bloodshot and wild, the 3" blade in his right hand, glimmered in the streetlamp.. and all the time I was thinking: THIS GUY IS RIGHT ON TOP OF ME!! Where was my situational awareness? Why did I not keep a stable reactionary gap? All that crap went out the window...you see he had reset my OODA loop..he had caused me to react and not act..he now had the upper hand. In this minuscule moment of time is where life and death happen.
The neurons in my brain fired wildly..my right hand starts reaching for my Glock, but this guy is so close he fouls my elbow. The 3" blade now looks like a machete. I reach out and grab the wrist with my right hand, almost losing my grip because of the sweat on this guy. My Principal, behind me, clutching to my leg, is screaming her head off, complete chaos takes over. The BG grits his teeth, intent of sticking that blade in my principal. I shove down on his wrist, with my right arm but I can get no momentum due to my elbow being jammed. I try to move my left arm for a elbow strike, but it is pinned by this mob surrounding us, including members of my detail trying to stop this madman.
The only move I had was my head, I swung it back as hard as I could and planted it in this guys nose. I felt the cartilage in his nose move upon impact, his head jolting back, his eyes closing and leaking with water at the same time, his nose spewing blood all the way. I felt him release my right elbow and like a heat seeker it went to my Glock in a AIWB. When I cleared, all I still saw 3 ft in front of me was that 3" blade imitating a Machete..in my peripherals I saw my wing men and behind me was my principal..behind the BG a tunnel of space had formed from people trying to get away from this idiot..all this information calculated in a nano second.
I fired 3 rounds in quick succession when I cleared up.. the gun completely sideways, due to not being able to execute a full draw within the confines of this mob. All the rounds struck him in a 2" circle center of the sternum, on top of the Xiphoid. I remember his eyes went wide and he exhaled loudly as he hit the deck..he was done. This all seemed like 5 minutes, but in reality it was more like 5 seconds.
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