Crap, two nights ago I had two shot RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY HOUSE! 00:32 hours
I had just fallen into a deep sleep. The first shot I thought it was just in a dream. I somewhat woke up. The second shot, I jumped from my bed, yelled "Holly shit!" Grabbed my pistol off my bed stand.
Now like an idiot, I went out side fast. Used the cover of the car to check things out. I only saw tail lights going around the corner.
It was really weird and surrealistic looking back. Me in a pair a sweats, with no shoes, socks, or shirt on, in my carport with a pistol trying to find something to shoot at.
I went in and put the pistol away and went back outside to try to find which house or whatever they were shooting at. Never did find anything, no casings, nothing.
I waited for the sirens for an hour. Nothing but another series of 2 shots some blocks away. I thought about calling the police, but remember when I did that acouple years ago. It took the police over an hour to send a patrol car to get more information. I finally went back to bed, thinking of all the senarios I should have, would have done differently. Like grabbing my AR instead of the pistol.