paradork said:
I work EMS, I have no doubts about stopping power. I love reading people putting down the .380 saying it aint a stopper. It don't take much to change a situation. For as much as I carry, I think it'd be a decent investment that I can enjoy shooting.
back in the late seventies I worked as a security guard in an 'inner city' ER ... talk about a cultural eye- opener for a kid who'd grown up in the protected upper middle class suburbs ... seems a fellow had driven up to his Philadelphia row house with his girlfriend in plain view and the top of his convertible down ... his wife took violent exception to this and secured his .380. as he opened his front door, she opened up on his adulterous a$$, missing him with the first shot, taking off a finger with the second, but then improving the group dramatically and getting the remaining five into 'center of mass.' Now, this was a very large (like 6'5" 275 lb) fellow, and only one of the bullets produced an exit wound. The shots drew the attention of one of Rizzo's Raiders, who grabbed the furious wife and called for an ambulance, which arrived just after a 'paddy wagon' (police van) ...
the fellow was raising quite a fuss about his plans for their impending divorce, which he proposed to settle by means of blunt force trauma and edged weaponry ... the police (rightly so) thought it might be a good idea if he sought medical attention, but were unable to convince him to go with the EMS crew, so they trundled him into the van.
by the time he arrived at our doorstep, the night ER nurse (a great guy- 'Nam vet medic) had figured out by way of the scanner what was about to happen, so he had 'cleared the decks,' which turned out to have been a very good idea. when the cops arrived, he was strapped to a gurney, screaming bloody murder (hers, hot his own) and a 'range walk' they rolled him into the surgery... there was a quarter sized drop of blood about every eighteen inches, there was blood all over the cops, there was blood all over the inside of the van, and he was shouting that they'd better let him die or he'd kill "that ni... BITC... 'cause ain't nobody gotta git away wid shooting ME ... "
well, he didn't get his wish, and about five or six days later he was discharged. a few weeks after that he proved good for his word. his wife (who had inexplicably been released on her own recognizance after being charged with the unlicensed possession and discharge of a handgun)was found beaten to death.
wouldn't want to sit on his jury, but I'd suspect he might have had something to do with it.
moral of the story: .380 can get you into a whole lot more trouble than it can get you out of.
I'd stick with my ROA (which I do keep loaded) ... every Independence Day I fire it off and clean and reload it ... the anti- seize advice is good by the way ...
aim your shots. hit center of mass. stop shooting when the bad guys fall over.
just one guy's advice - free and no doubt well worth the price!