I used mine exactly once in a street brawl where my senior partner, (who was an awesome street fighter), and I got in a melee between an out of town biker gang and a bunch of our local hoodlums on the hoodlums turf. We were attempting to make arrests. I lost my badge, my 8 point hat, my clip on tie, and my baton in about a 10" of fresh snow.
As you'd cuff one, from one or the other contingent, his buddies would jump you and attempt to free your prisoner. It wasn't going well for the bad guys, until we ran out of cuffs. Then the best course of action was to more seriously impair the mobility of the arrestee. That got harder after I lost the baton. Daddy's little helper to the rescue. Body shots only, but I can attest that striking a joint or spine rendered instant impairment and capitulation. I should have been cold cocked with the bottom of a two piece pool cue from behind but my partner intervened.
I think we ended up piling the four with cuffs on atop of four others arrested but otherwise unrestrained. When we called in saying we needed more cuffs you could hear the four barrels howling with the air cleaner covers inverted.
A local business man found my badge while shoveling snow, with part of my uniform shirt still attached, and turned it in to the Dept. I actually enjoyed those fracases and got paid to participate. I was only injured a few times and mostly minorly at that. I always attributed that to the cost of doing business. I doubt I have enough ass in my britches these days to support my attitude.