I took a risk & helped my next-door neighbors (in their 70's) 50 years ago. I was in a band at the time & a friend & I were sitting in his car at 2:00am, listening to some songs he wrote & recorded on a cassette. I was working as a process server at the time & was still armed.
A car parked across the street & we saw 3 guys walk up to my neighbor's house & we could tell they were up to no good.
They tried the front door, then the windows. I could hear noises, so they must have had prying tools; maybe screwdrivers.
I wasn't about to just sit there & let them get into the house & do who knows what to the couple that lived there. And it would have taken several minutes for me to run into my house & call the police. And by the time police got there.........
I jumped out of the car, ran up to the driveway, aimed at them, & yelled, "HEY." Luckily for me, they chose to run to their car & speed off.
By then, my neighbors woke up & came outside. I told them what happened. They said they could hear noises downstairs. We could see damage on their front window sill.
They were too scared to go back to sleep. I sat up with them, they made coffee & we waited for the police. The police wrote down the serial number of my gun (I guess to check if it was stolen).
My neighbors never stopped thanking me. Later, they had an alarm system installed on their house & bars on the windows.
More excitement than I ever wanted in one night.