In 1960, one morning at about 1:00AM, I was setting in my car at the Thunderbird Drive-in located in Bossier City, LA. An individual I had a confrontation with earlier at work drove in and got out of his car, he walked around to the passenger side, opened the back door and took out a 20 gauge single-shot shotgun and shot me in the face from about 15 feet away. The pain in my chest was intense so I tore my tie off, opened the shirt, went in with my hand to assess the damage, when I withdrew the hand there was no blood, so I assumed I was OK. I went under the seat and retrieved my 1911 from the shoulder holster, jacked a round in the chamber and went after the guy. He was attempting to reload the shotgun when I reached him, why I didn't shoot him I will never know, but as I approached, I swung from left field and hit him in the face with the trigger guard and underside of the barrel putting my full 240 pounds into the swing. Since I had jacked a round into the chamber, the gun was loaded and the hammer back, as I hit him I squeezed the trigger, the gun went off, he fell, I thought I had killed him. There was an off-duty Bossier City Policemen working security at the drive-in, he was on the scene immediately, gun drawn, and pointed at me. I tried to surrender my gun to him, but keep in mind it is a 1911 Colt .45 auto, when it discharged as I hit the guy it chambered another round and left the hammer back. The Cop took the gun, and in attempting to let the hammer down discharged another round almost hitting me in the leg, and the other guy in the back, this cycled another round into the chamber which he immediately discharged into the side of a car. Finally, he made the gun safe, and looked me in the face, I was covered with blood, several pellets had entered above my left eye, one right under the eye, several in my cheek, two passed through my ear and lodged behind the ear, a dozen or so were in my neck. I still carry several pellets today.
The point is, I was shot from a distance of about 15 feet with a 20 gauge shotgun, and still managed to have a lot of fight left in me until the cop and several other people scared the crap out of me and convinced me I was hurt bad. I was wearing a suit and tie which prevented much of the shot from penetrating my chest area, normally I would have been wearing the shoulder holster as it was required at work, but had removed it because I had my girlfriend with me. An ambulance picked me up and rushed me to the hospital. In the emergency room I was cleaned up, given a tetanus shot, the wounds were covered with a few band-aids, and I walked out. Of course I was awful sore for the next few days, and wished a million times that I had shot the guy who eventually ended up getting sentenced to two years in jail.
Since this incident, I know first hand that bird-shot may not do any damage to a perp, since then, it had been my opinion that if I ever have to shoot someone I want to do it with a big gun!