C2 Taser

Freddy started hanging around old man Benson's sporting goods store when he was just ten years old. Now sixteen, and saving up his cash for college, he ran the cash register on weekends when the owner took a few hours off to spend time with his daughter and grandkids.
Weekend afternoons were pretty quiet in the neighborhood. Mostfolks did their shopping at the mall these days, though many of the office workers still stopped by during the week. For Freddy, it usually meant a chance to catch up on inventory or even the rare opportunity to get some more homework done.
Melissa, who helped her father run the store, had spent some time and energy upgrading the store's security in the past few months. She and her father didn't believe in stashing a gun behind the counter - they didn't want to run the risk that it might be used against them, or stolen at night and used in some other crime.
So Melissa picked up a Taser. She figured that if someone came in and threatened her father or one of her clerks, they could point and shoot it just like a gun.
As the Bensons enjoyed their afternoon in the park, Freddy caught up on some of his schoolwork. He couldn't wait to enroll in pre-med courses that fall. As he looked up from his textbook, he noticed an unfamiliar figure hovering around the store. The guy was easily a foot taller than Freddy, and weighed about two hundred fifty pounds.
"Can I help you?" Freddy shouted.
The man darted his eyes at Freddy in between glances at the four corners of the store.
Freddy leaned up off his chair, and asked, "Is there something I can help you find?"
Suddenly, the man darted toward Freddy, eyes ablaze. He bellowed,"Yeah! You can help me find all the money in your cash register, punk! And when you're done with that, I want you to come in to the back room and get that safe open!"
Freddy noticed a bulge in the man's sweatshirt, and didn't want to risk what might happen if that was any kind of weapon. In asplit second, he grabbed the Taser from underneath the counter. Freddy locked the laser sight onto his target and pulled the trigger.
Even though the robber was still about fifteen feet away, two small darts found their mark and channeled 50,000 volts of electricity over the pair of wires. The criminal collapsed, and Freddy knew from biology class that the attacker's muscles wouldn't stop contracting until he was stuck in the fetal position.
After the cops and paramedics arrived, Freddy learned that the robber was high on meth, looking for cash for a quick score. Without the Taser, who knows what he might have done. Freddy knew that, in that state, the guy could even have survived a gunshot and still done some serious damage.
Closing the store that day, he couldn't wait to swing by the parkand give Melissa the news.
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Stun Alarm Flashlight

Ever since her husband died, Abby felt a little less safe in their brown brick townhouse. They had always wanted to live in the city together, so they saved up what they could to buy a fixer-upper in a blossoming neighborhood.
Then David got sick.
Before very long, Abby was on her own again. She wanted to hang on to the good memories of that house, feeling confident that she and her neighbors were driving the bad element off the block.
Still, she always made sure she was prepared for the worst. And when the lights went out on her during a really violent thunderstorm, she shuffled downstairs to the broom closet for her favorite flashlight, a gadget David had bought for her for their last Christmas together.
Sixteen and a half inches long, but still very light, Abby loved how it brightened up a room. She turned it on, and looked for her emergency radio. Red and blue lights flickered through the windows, so Abby figured that the power would come back soon.
As she swiveled around, the bright beam of light illuminated a strange face. Abby gasped.
"Don't make a sound," growled the stranger, "or I'll hurt you."
It didn't even take Abby a heartbeat to lunge forward with the flashlight. Her attacker grinned, expecting to deflect a blow. Instead, he received a 200,000-volt jolt of electricity from the flashlight's built-in stun baton. Abby loved that flashlight for a reason.
Rushing over to the window, she activated the flashlight's piercing alarm. Cops outside saw her waving the light and rushed up to her building. She found out later that her attacker was a convicted criminal who tried to escape when his prisoner transport vehicle crashed into a utility pole.
That explained the blackout - and the presence of this scary individual in Abby's home. The police sergeant had a blast explaining to the detectives how Abby used an innocent looking flashlight to nab one of the city's most wanted felons. And Abby felt David's presence in their home even stronger than ever.
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Stun Master 775

Tina loved her job. She just hated her neighborhood. Managing one of the trendiest nightclubs in town, she got to spend her evenings rubbing elbows with rock stars, actors, and many of the city's elite. Her boss converted an old warehouse by the docks into a fantasy world for their guests. It kept costs down, but it also made for a pretty treacherous walk down to the parking lot at 4am.
Tina's boss really cared about her, since she kept the place running so smoothly. She refused to let him pay for a car service so he gave her a Stun Master 775. She remembered how he asked her to hold it by the wrist strap when walking down the block, "just in case."
One Saturday night, Tina couldn't wait to get home. It felt like she spent the whole night breaking up arguments and kicking drunken guys out of the club. As she marched up the block to her car, two of those guys dropped out of the shadows.
"Hey, you!" called the tall one. Tina knew from her years of experience not to bother responding. "You think you're too good to serve us? You think you're too good to talk to us?" shouted his companion.
The tall one slid right in front of Tina, blocking her path. She clutched her car's key remote in one hand while she dug her other hand into her satchel and wrapped it around the strap of her StunMaster.
"Where do you think you're going?" asked the tall one, while the other man just snickered. He lunged for Tina's left hand, and she pressed the panic button on her car remote. Wailing horns pierced the silence of the back alley.
As her attacker gripped her left arm, she lunged at him with the Stun Master. Even though he held on to Tina, she couldn't feel any of the 775,000 volts flowing into his body. As he fell, his other hand knocked the Stun Master away from Tina. It snapped free of the wrist strap and landed on top of him as he curled upon the ground.
The smaller attacker leaped at his buddy and grabbed the StunMaster.
"I'll show you!" he cried, as he pounced on Tina. He dug the StunMaster into her abdomen and tried to activate it, not realizing that the wrist strap also serves as a disable pin - once the StunMaster left Tina's hands, it was useless.
Tina didn't get her job on looks alone. She kicked her attacker in the shin and clocked him on the jaw as a pair of police officers raced to the scene of the struggle. She made a mental note to thank her boss for the gift - and to ask for a raise.
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Pepper Shot Tri-Pack

Kim had just accepted a big promotion, which meant a bigger paycheck, but a longer commute. Luckily, she lived in the city and commuted out to the suburbs, so she didn't get stuck in the crazy traffic that some of her friends had to endure every day.
One morning, she woke up extra early to get ready for animportant staff meeting. Scooting down a side road at over seventy miles per hour, she noticed flashing lights in her rearview mirror.
"Ugh," she grunted. "One week into this job and I'm alreadygetting a ticket."
Still too early for many of the gas stations to be open, she pulled into a lighted space on the side of the road. Under thelights, she noticed the police car was unmarked. A trooper got out of the vehicle and paced toward her.
She rolled down the window a little bit as he approached.
"Good morning, ma'am," he said. "Do you know how fast you weregoing through that thirty five mile an hour zone?"
Kim rolled her eyes and said, "I'm sorry, officer, but I don't know. How fast do you believe I was going?"
"Let's not worry about what I think, just yet," he said. "I'll need you to step out of the car, please, ma'am.
"Kim thought it was strange that he hadn't asked for her license or registration. And when she took a longer look at him, now that her eyes were adjusting to the light, she noticed he wasn't wearing a uniform.
"Officer, could I just see your identification clearly, please?"she asked.
"Ma'am, I order you to get out of this car RIGHT NOW," he demanded.
Kim observed that he looked far too unkempt to be a real police officer. At the same moment, the man tried to reach in through Kim's car window. She reached up for her visor and pulled down her emergency canister of pepper spray.
Aiming right through the crack in the window, she nailed her attacker right in the eyes. As he stumbled into the road, she started up her car and sped up the highway. She found an open gas station a few miles up the road, where she called police.
They found her attacker stumbling through the woods not far from where Kim left him. It turns out he had been preying on women in the early morning hours for months, but hadn't been caught. Kim not only saved herself, she helped put a dangerous man behindbars.
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Pepper Pager

Kim loved spending time with the kids at the community center. She remembered how important her mentors were to her when she was growing up, and she enjoyed the chance to give something back. The only thing she didn't enjoy about her volunteer work was trying to find a safe parking place in the neighborhood. Somenights, she really understood why so many of these kids were atrisk. At the same time, she wanted to project an air of confidence and security - she couldn't let any of her kids see how nervous shewas. That's when she discovered the Pepper Pager.
The Pepper Pager looks like a standard pager - the kind that manybusiness people clip to their belts. Instead of delivering important messages, the Pepper Pager protects its owners from dangerous attackers by concealing up to twelve bursts of debilitating pepper spray.
One night, while heading back to her car after a late session, a haggard man accosted Kim on the street, demanding money. She tried to walk past him, but he kept blocking her path.
"What's your hurry?" he asked.
Another man strolled out from an alleyway behind Kim.
"Hey, Jake," he called out, "this girl's in a hurry!"
Kim pleaded, "Just let me pass, guys." Jake mocked her, crying, "Just let me pass," in a singsong voice.
Jake's friend reached out to grab her. That's when she grabbed the Pepper Pager from her belt and sprayed the attacker right inthe eyes.
As he screamed in pain, Kim spun around to see Jake lunging at her. She blasted a second shot of pepper spray at him, which sent him tumbling to the ground.
Kim ran up the street, hopped in her car, locked the doors and dialed 9-1-1. Within minutes, two less criminals haunted that neighborhood.

14 die needlessly, New York

A man, upset about being fired from his job, walked into the Civic Center in Binghamton, NY and took the lives of 14 people including his own. What can we do to defend ourselves from people who have no regard for the sanctity of life? These people are out there every day. You have to prepare for the worst in a real-life setting. Being prepared every day can save your life. Let me explain some easy ways for you to prepare yourself when you encounter a person who wants to do you harm.
First, there are some simple things you can do, like buying a small can of mace or Pepper spray to keep on your key ring. You have it with you at all times when you're out in the real world, whether you're going to the store, taking your loved ones to school, or going to the Civic Center to take classes.
The next thing you can do, is keep a larger can of mace or stun gun in an accessible location. A stun gun is a device that delivers an electric shock to your attacker. The disadvantage of a stun gun is that your attacker has to be closer to you in order to effectively deploy the weapon.
Next in the line of defense is theTaser , which is the optimum choice for most people out there. This device is similar to a stun gun, but with a greater advantage. Let me explain, a Taser is a handheld device that shoots two darts attached to thin copper wires that run back to the handheld device. When fired, the two darts are propelled by a CO2 charge toward the attacker and becoming impaled in either their flesh or the garment. A high voltage charge is sent down the wires into the darts and into the attacker, incapacitating them for up to 30 seconds, giving you plenty of time to drop the Taser on the ground, leave the scene and call for help.
Some of you might be worried about losing such an important device, but Taser guarantees to replace your device, free of charge, if it is used in an assault and you provide them with a simple police report of the incident. That tells you a lot about this company. These non-lethal devices are highly recommend for all citizens. I only wish someone would have had any of these simple devices with them at the Civic Center in Binghamton, NY. If they had, maybe this tragedy could have been avoided.

The Mace Pepper Baton

Christy waited tables at a hip little bistro a few blocks fromher apartment. Though she loved her neighborhood, she always prepared for the unexpected.
One night, one of the diners got a little out of hand. She could put up with rude customers, and she could even tolerate patrons who had a little too much to drink. She and her boss agreed that anyone who tried to lay hands on her or on any of the wait staff would end up enjoying the rest of their meal "to go."
So her boss ejected a customer who looked like a rumpled college professor after he tried to pinch Christy's bottom. The guy created a huge stink, but the customers applauded when he fell down the steps and landed on the sidewalk with a thud.
Later that night, after Christy banked out and counted her tip money, she headed back down the street to her place. She thought she heard footsteps behind her, but saw nobody when she swung around.
Another block away from the restaurant, she thought she heard a trash can rattle. Still, she couldn't see anyone in the shadows.
Only a few steps away from her building's front door, Christy heard someone sneeze. She whipped around to see the drunken customer from earlier that night.
He lunged at her, shouting, "I'll show you!"
Instead of bolting for the door - she wouldn't have made it intime, anyway - she pulled out her keys. Instead of a usual keychain, Christy carries a Mace Pepper Baton. It's small enoughto fit in a purse and durable enough to inflict pain on an attacker.
As the drunken patron grabbed for her hair, Christy ducked downand slammed the Pepper Baton across his kneecap. Wincing in pain, he buckled over and made another swipe at her. She retaliated by holding onto the baton and swinging her keys against his face.
Stumbling, the attacker made one last grab. Christy pointed the baton at him, unleashing its secret weapon - a blast of debilitating pepper spray.
Christy's attacker crouched on the sidewalk while she dialed9-1-1 on her cell phone.
"Next time," Christy said, "stick to what's on the menu.
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