The only time I ever had to draw my concealed gun was when I was carrying the Taurus. Not only did I trust my life with this gun I trusted the lives of my friends and family with it. it never disappointed. It didn't like Federal or Speer ammo but it fed Hornady like it was a malnourished south african boy his first time to an all-you-can-eat buffet. An excellent inexpensive 1911 with a lot of nice upgrades. Again the trigger was gold and dead on at 25 yards when facing the onslaught of charging Mountain Dew 20oz. bottles armed with caffeine.