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Introduction
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, Ewert 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 pistol lacked one on this day. With no other option, Glock fought with his hands. He swung his large fist into the attacker's eyes and mouth. 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.