ITEM: The Iron Robber
Yep, you can hit a guy with plenty of these and still not take all the fight out of him.
Timothy Gramins thought he was well armed, with a Glock 21 and 2 spare mags, and a backup Glock 26. All in all he had 47 handgun rounds, plus an AR in the trunk and an 870 in an overhead rack. Armed for bear, right? Then he stopped a bank robber who had sworn to his gang that no policeman would take him alive. The robber had a 9mm Smith, a .380 Bersa, and an SKS, and came out of his car firing. Gramins put lead on target — at the critical point of the fight, he’d fired 30 rounds and hit the skell 14 times, including six mortal wounds (that didn’t slow him down, yet). The robber had fired 21 rounds from the two handguns, showering Gramins with window glass in the opening seconds of the fight and tagging him once in the leg. Gramins couldn’t get his long guns without exposing himself. But he finally got an angle on the robber, and fired three shots.
Head shots. The robber went down, shot three times in the head, plus his previous mortal wounds: one in the heart, one in each lung, the diaphragm, liver and one kidney — plus eight more that weren’t in vital spots, all of them .45 ACP warshots. The robber, every bit as tough as he was evil, still had vital signs but expired in the ER before surgeons could restore his thoroughly ventilated circulatory system. Repeat after us: Awwwww….
This all happened in Skokie, Illinois, where the law banned carrying handguns until recently. Apparently nobody told the robber. Read the Whole Thing™ at Police One. Hat tip: Doug Ross.
Key takeaway: carry more ammo. Nowadays, Gramins does.
ITEM: Rookies Did Good
In the 40 Precinct of New York City, a somewhat rough South Bronx locale, two rookies so new that they were still telling Academy stories heard gunshots — and ran towards them. They saw a “youth” named Shaaliver Douse running down the street, firing a pistol at another man, who was running away (sensibly enough). They did it exactly by the book: “Police officers! Drop the gun!” Douse didn’t, and one cop fired. Douse was dead on the spot with a jaw wound.
Douse’s gun, with Douse’s blood. Tough to be him, eh?
Turns out that Douse had a number of reasons not to be carrying an Astra pistol and blazing away. He was out on bail from attempted murder charges from May, in which he shot a 15-year-old, and on firearms charges that he was to answer in court on the 23rd of this month. (That an attempted murderer is back out doing it again in a few months might suggest to anyone but the Mayor of New York that the problem isn’t some gun collector in Wyoming, but New York’s criminal-friendly injustice system). Douse, by the way, was 14 years old: Trayvon was a late bloomer.
Anyway, this story is densely packed with purest win. The next group of Shaaliver Douse victims is now a null set. That worthless waste of protoplasm is now in a drawer somewhere, on his way to disposal as medical waste. No bystander, nor Douse’s intended victim (probably another young criminal) was harmed in the process. The shoot was a righteous as righteous gets. And a couple of young cops now have something to talk about besides Academy hijinks. The New York Post has more details and images of the scene
ITEM: Routine Prisoner Transfer Goes Nonlinear
Here’s a story that could have gone the other way. In Massachusetts, Sheriff’s Deputies staff the county jails and move prisoners around. While everyone likes to stop thinking of prisoners when they get locked up, the Deputies still have to haul them on their appointed rounds, mostly to court appearances or medical appointments. The cons are generally cooperative — until they aren’t.
At a routine appointment in a Boston hospital, a con, Raymond Wallace, went to the bathroom. Wallace had been planning an escape. When he came out his shackles were off (turns out, he had swallowed a handcuff key) and he grabbed the nearest deputy, Jonathan Persson, trying to wrestle his firearm out, and shooting poor Persson in the leg. Whereupon the other deputy shot Wallace in the chest.
We can’t remember the last time a deputy had to fire his gun during a prisoner transfer. But when this situation went very bad very fast, the unengaged deputy acted swiftly and correctly. Another righteous shoot, ruined only by the survival of the criminal.
But an interesting fact emerged in the days after the shooting. This same con had done the exact same thing before, with almost the same result. (He took one in the boiler room, at least, and another in the leg). You think he’d have learned, but people don’t generally become violent criminals as an outlet for world-class brilliance. The Boston Herald:
[Convict Raymond] Wallace, of Marblehead, has a long rap sheet including a 2001 incident in which he was shot multiple times by a Waltham police detective who foiled a robbery at an ice-cream shop. In that incident, Wallace grabbed a detective’s handgun, before a second-detective unloaded his weapon striking Wallace in the chest and leg.
It’s the nature of criminals (or enemies in CQB) that they will try to get your gun. The outcome you want is the one from this incident: good guys alive and bad guy hors de combat. It could have been better, and we’re sure there’ll be a lot of second-guessing going on, but we’re calling this a righteous shooting.
One thought: have a look at your retention holster. You need it not to be a hazard to yourself (Serpa, we’re lookin’ at you) but you also don;’t want an assailant to be able to fire your weapon while it’s in the holster. If he can’t get it out, but can still break a round and it goes into your thigh, advantage assailant.
Here’s the initial CBS story. A Boston Herald story.