Gotta be careful with them swooshes too. My claymore is a POS, truth be known. One good swing, and the tang bent from the weight of the blade. I straightened it out, but I can never do more than wave it around gently.
It's a wall hanger. It makes people think I'm crazy though, which is useful. They leave you alone when they think you're crazy. ;)
I'm not crazy though. If I really *needed* a weapon, I'd go for my machete, or a baseball bat. Something I could wield with precision.
More than likely, I'd just run like hell though. I have everything to live for, and no intention of getting myself killed to try to prove how big my penis is.