Anyway, a police officer opened the turret with a big screw driver (I seem to remember), then shot the driver. My friend approved. A big gulf opened between us. My ex-friend was not violent, did not drink and seemed a decent, peaceful chap. To be charitable to the police officer, maybe he thought the tank could still cause damage, but it seemed murderous to me.
Americans tend not to be feart when it comes to firearms. The BBC reported that a fashion in Texas is to hunt specially imported African semi-endangered species. When I heard of this, I fondly imagined a Kit Carson figure bravely stalking a rhino that just might be dangerous enough to put his life at risk. However, the piece I saw showed a man in a reinforced pick up, with a rifle the size of an anti-tank gun, annihilating a totally static gazelle-type creature. I was reassured when a spokesman for a U S hunting group said this was not as sporting as say.. duck hunting !! Since we have found out how dangerous that is!
Guns in the community seem alien to most Scots, who have only ever seen them in museums and on TV. Not me, however. I once visited a friend who had a collection of antique firearms. He had been drinking heavily but was still at the witty and worldly-wise phase. As he talked he showed me some black powder.
I suddenly knew what he was going to do. The room filled with smoke, I was momentarily deafened. The smoke cleared. He had shot his boiler. It was dead! The room slowly filled with water and I nervously left as he called the plumber. Davy ..do drop in for a whisky Oh and bring some spanners...I have a flood you see
So do they have drive-in gun shops with alcohol?. I dont know but I imagine a conversation there to be along the lines of A bottle of ah Burgundy.. and ..lets see OK a Glock 17 pistol please ..as quick as you like.
No sir you must wait for the Burgundy. It is French after all.