Greetings everyone,
Sometimes, no matter how hard you train for years, you're never ready when it happens. Welcome in our new (fictional) testimony!
Story #4: Policeman injured during a robbery
"In my job we’re all prepared for the possibility of using our service weapon. We’re trained physically, but also psychologically. We practice firing at paper targets, mounted on a metal plate, and it almost becomes a game. We try to improve our accuracy, speed and therefore our score. I think that I’m one of the best on my team, since besides the score I get, the team always turns either to me or the instructor for advice or to assess their performance. In psychological terms, we’re trained to keep a cool head, know when to fire and when not to, and to know the legal limits, but also our own limits. It was the latter aspect that I didn’t know. Since despite my performances in training, I’d never shot at anyone, or been shot at myself. The impact was so strong and intense that I lost consciousness. When I opened my eyes, there was somebody applying cardiac massage – my heart had stopped beating. The impact was so violent that it cracked my sternum, and I stopped breathing. It was no longer a game , and looking back, I’d have preferred the paper target in my place, even though thanks to my vest and the paramedics, nobody died that day."
Read our previous San PelÍcano Stories:
- San PelÍcano Stories [1/10]
- Don’t talk to me about karma or destiny | San PelÍcano Stories [2/10]
- At that point I did start running | San PelÍcano Stories [3/10]
