That reminds me of a rather funny story involving returning from a trip to participate in a living history event, me and a few friends had carpooled together and because the trunk was full of our gear (soft and hard kit) we kept out weapons in the back of the car (my axe and seax, a friends pugio and gladius and the others flanged mace). We wound up stoping by his cousins house, who lived in a rather bad part of the Atlanta area. We dropped him and his gear off there, as he was staying for a week or so and left, we just about get out of Atlanta before we get a call and have to head back, he had left his nice breastplate in the trunk and needed us to drop it off for him.
So we head back into Atlanta, and back to his cousins house, while we are stopped at a stop light some jack ass decides to run up and stick his head in the window with a knife to try and get our wallets (lol what?), both of us reach back into the back seat and pull forth my seax and the pugio and grab him instead, the guy nearly pissed himself while we held him there literately under knife point for ten minutes as we waited for the cops to arrive, when they did they couldn't stop laughing about how what turned out to be a guy on there wanted list who had been doing the same thing for about a month had been captured by us two guys sitting around in tunics.
