“Ever notice how you come across somebody once in a while you shouldn’t have f–ked with?” says Clint Eastwood in Grand Torino. I’ve met a couple. The kind of guy who doesn’t have a whole lot to say, you probably never would have met him if someone else hadn’t introduced you, has a cold look in his eyes. Terms like bad ass get thrown around far to freely in this day and age, but I think I’ve come across a few soldiers in the Special Operations community who truly have all the qualifications.
It’s just as well that I never met Teddy Medina, especially when he was still working for the communist insurgents in the Philippines back in the day. Teddy was the best they had, some people say that the body count he racked up over the years went into the triple digits. His training and preparatory work prior to a hit was meticulous, studying the target’s patterns, figuring out his every detail down to his height so that he could practice shooting appropriately sized paper targets. Choice of weapon: .45 caliber 1911 pistol. Technique: safety off, one round in the chamber, draw from a concealed position, and fire point bank into the target’s face.
Reflexive Fire 
Typo: It’s Gran Torino, not Grand Torino. It’s named after the car.