no-armed robbery!
you feared for your life.
Similar story, but funny.
I was in training and stopped a driver and I arrested a man named nick in my first few weeks. My training officer told me he was dangerous and to yank his little ass out of the car and immediately handcuff him. Well, I tried. Fucker was 7’2” 350. He did everything I told him and while we did arrest him, he was fine that day because he was sober.
Years later, he is injecting heroin into his feet and loses both of them, leaving him with grasping nubs below the knee. On his knees, he is still as tall as me standing. We end up arresting him on a felony warrant because he was letting a very dangerous gang from Cleveland occupy his house and deal out of it.
We put him in the cruiser and he goes nuts. He is handcuffed behind his back, luckily. But he starts screaming and sticks his nubs through the screen divider and into the front seat area and tries to grab my shoulder. I flipped the fuck out-stumps scare me for some reason. I had to slam the plexi glass divider shut on his nubs until he retracted his damn tentacles.
This is the same guy that I did my first raid with the seat team and a guy stuck a large bag of crack up his ass in front of my eyes and laughed because he knew what a pain in our ass it would be. Then, weeks later, there was a machete fight in his hallway and I had to tackle a guy swinging the machete and when his head hit, it bounced off of the machete on the floor and scalped his own dreadlocks, which my partner then kicked across the floor screaming. We eventually found nick in his front yard, stiff as a board and he was clinging to a tree in full rigor, butt ass naked. At the time of his death, he weighed maybe 120 lbs all the way from 350 ish when I first met him. Period of like five years.