Originally Posted by RustyJC
The problem is, how does one as an individual identify the responsible individual who put a .45 round through the top of your daughter's skull from 6 blocks away.
Since you brought it up. One year when I was working evenings, I asked my boss if I could leave an hour early so I could get home and inside before the New Year's bullets started dropping. Sure enough, as I was listening to the gunfire with the door cracked open, I heard: thunk, dribble, dribble, dribble, as a .45 copper jacket hit my roof and fell beside my dumpster. It could have been the top of my head it hit.
The next day, DD(Dumb Dog) brought a 9 mil(bullet) in to play with.