Back in the 60' while in the military I was stationed in GA. My friend lived in a small community about 30 miles from the base, just down the road was a auto junk yard where the owner sold illegal wiskey, needless to say there were a lot of "bad actors" hanging out around the area. My friend and I worked the midnight shift which left his wife and children alone fron about 10:30 to the next morning, concerned about their safety he got two big dogs (they would bite) and bought her a cheap .38. He asked if I had any extra ammo that he could use to teach his wife to shoot, I responded by giving him a box of my target loads (148 gr wadcutter over 2.5 grains of BE). He let her shoot a few rounds, then loaded the gun up and put it on a top shelve in the closet. Three-four mounts later he gets a phone call that there had been a shooting at his home. Since he was riding with me we managed to talk the boss into letting both of us go check it out. When we got there we found the county deputy and an ambulance crew going about their business.
What had happened, the dogs were raising hell but someone knocked on the front door. When she went to the door and called out "who is there", the person went to the back door and attempted to break it in. She shouted for them to stop but they continued. Standing about 6-7 feet from the door when she started firing. The first round went into the floor about a foot away from the door, the next round went into the door about a foot up from the floor, the next round hit about groin high. It went through the wood panel door and hit the individual just above his violator. The wadcutter did quite a bit of damage, he lost quite a bit of blood but survived to stand trail.
This friend got out of service, I later visited them, one of the fist things his wife told me was, "I have a new S&W .38 and try to shoot it as often as possible so I can hit what I aim at. She had upgraded her ammo, but was still thankful for the wadcutters I gave them, which likely prevented her from being raped and/or killed.