They renamed it Gunspoint

Ready, aim, shoot

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Last night at 2:22 a.m. I awoke to the sound of a volley of six shots outside my window. I feared the stray bullet you hear about on the news that accidentally pierced through and hit the old woman who died at the scene. In her bed. Or worse, it got my dog who was sleeping next to me.

As part of our annual training, we have to take an active shooter course. In it, we learn to differentiate…