dusty3030
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- Joined
- Jun 4, 2008
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- West TN
- Tractor
- Kubota MX5400 Cab, Kioti NX6010 Cab, Kioti RX7320 PS/ Cab, Kubota M7040 HDC, John Deere 2355, Kubota U35-4, John Deere 317G
Once. I was getting gas. In hindsight I had trapped myself in, I don't do that anymore. 10 or so at night, gas station off of I40 off by itself, no other business around and outside of gas island everything was dark.
Anyway, left truck running, it was cold. Got out and left drivers door open and inserted card and started fueling. The way I was pulled in close and the big concrete post and my door had my blocked in. I turned my back to the pump and was about to get in my truck when I saw a reflection in the open driver side door window, someone was about to step over the gas hose and close in on me. I spun around and was reaching for pistol in an IWB on my right hip under my sport coat with my right hand, I think I threw my left hand out in front of me and was yelling / cussing to get the F away from me. I never cleared the holster and probably wouldn't have had time had he closed in on me, instead he started backpedaling and ran off into the dark on the opposite side of the station. All I remember is he had long hair, some kind of grungy jean jacket and dark sunglasses on and some kind of doo rag / skull cap hat on. It was quick, I don't know if he had anything in his hands or not. It scared the **** out of me.
Anyway, left truck running, it was cold. Got out and left drivers door open and inserted card and started fueling. The way I was pulled in close and the big concrete post and my door had my blocked in. I turned my back to the pump and was about to get in my truck when I saw a reflection in the open driver side door window, someone was about to step over the gas hose and close in on me. I spun around and was reaching for pistol in an IWB on my right hip under my sport coat with my right hand, I think I threw my left hand out in front of me and was yelling / cussing to get the F away from me. I never cleared the holster and probably wouldn't have had time had he closed in on me, instead he started backpedaling and ran off into the dark on the opposite side of the station. All I remember is he had long hair, some kind of grungy jean jacket and dark sunglasses on and some kind of doo rag / skull cap hat on. It was quick, I don't know if he had anything in his hands or not. It scared the **** out of me.