I am still alive. Or, maybe that is what they want me to say. I have spent my spare time for the last several months sitting on my porch or sitting at the window with a rifle. I don't smoke anymore, so I don't sit much on the porch for hours at a time anymore. I do see them f*ckers parking outside my house a few times per day, but, I am working all the time, and they seem to mainly come by before evening. I think they know that the guy they are looking for is not here, and so they are making sure. I have not had them shoot at my house in months, and I have not discharged my weapon at anything other than a target in my backyard in the same amount of time. I have kept my dogs, weather permitting, on my front porch. The number of times I have been alerted to people stopping or turning around in mine or my neighbors driveway has slowed to the point that I almost feel comfortable in my own home. They are still looking for that guy, I assume he owes them money, but they have not shot at my house since my original shooting, and they are not pulling in my driveway since I had to discharge my weapon. When I see them now, they are in different vehicles and farther away, but still within the distance of the weapons that they used in September.
I know they realized that I can hit them at the distances that they were doing that sh1t a few weeks or months ago. I also know that they have used binoculars or something else to see me from that distance because when I have drawn my pistol or rifle, they tend to leave and let me know that they have seen me by squealing their tires.. I know they know I am armed. The Sheriff's department is useless in this situation, as they would have to catch in the act, and I know that they spy on me and leave when I grab a weapon that can reach them.