Tony has a convenience store in a large city on the East Coast. It's open 24/7 and every once in a while he has to deal with some rough trade. A couple of months ago he purchased a pair of 1 lb pistol gripped Wildfire sprays. He kept both of them right behind the counter and out of sight.

Over the years he has had to haul out a number of jaybirds, for a Heinz 57 of reasons. It had been quite a while since he had had any trouble, so he ordered the Wildfire because he felt he was due. Last week at about 230 AM a group of bikers from NJ stopped at the store. They were rowdy in the parking lot, and started helping themselves to all kinds of things in the store.

Froggy the night manager asked them to stop, and they just ignored him. Jimmy, the other night guy went behind the counter. Each of them took a cannister in hand, and again asked the bikers to stop. One of them through a can of soup at them.

Froggy and Jimmy went over the counter and started spraying the bikers down. They took eight of them down in seconds. Jimmy then hit the alarm. Only one biker was outside, and he bolted as soon as he heard the alarm. A couple of the bikers got up, but Froggy dosed them a second time.

The cops arrived, and the bikers were not happy campers. A couple of them tried to whack the police, which resulted in them getting a second S whipping. Then their bikes fell over from a mysterious wind as the police wagon hauled them away. A tow truck showed up to take all the bikes.

Froggy and Jimmy say they have never seen anything like Wildfire, but they're willing to give a testimonial anytime. The first biker Froggy hit went well over 300 pounds, and he dropped like he'd been mule kicked in the head.

Froggy and Jimmy spent almost their whole shift putting the store back together, but they laughed the whole time. They have a videotape of all the action that they'll be playing for a long time to come.

If you're prepared, you'll never be surprised.

Michel Gravette