Gaston Glock arrived in Luxembourg in July 1999 for an urgent talk with the Shell Company artist Charles Ewert. Ewert picked up Glock personally at the airport.

Before proceeding to their meeting, he suggested that Glock take a look at the new

sports car that he had just acquired. It was parked in a garage. When they got to the garage

E-Werk guided Glock down to the third underground level where they found themselves alone.

Ewert pointed out the sports car and Glock approached on foot to take a closer look.

Suddenly a tall man stepped out of the shadows, lunging at Glock.

Glock raised his arms defensively, and the attacker swung a large rubber mallet and struck

Glock on the top and the side of the head.

Rather than intervene to help Glock, Ewert turned and ran.

I'm a coward, he would explain later.

Glock, meanwhile, was fighting for his life.

The gunmaker, who usually carried a a pistol lacked one on this day.

With no other option Glock fought with his hands. He swung his large fists into the

attacker's eyes and mouths. Though he was 70 years old, Glock put up a stout defense.

He drew blood and knocked out several of his attacker's teeth. Despite the hammer blows

to his head, he gained the advantage.

When the police arrived, they found a bizarre scene.

The bloodied attacker lay collapsed on top of Glock with his arms outstretched like Jesus.

Glock was pinned to the ground but not mortally wounded.

His attacker was unconscious.

Glock had suffered several hammer blows to the head and lost a leader of blood. At the hospital though, he was strikingly

composed.

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