just some stories that if i had to relive them i would definitely do them differently
a little about myself first:
i am 24 years old
a college graduate
not a gang banger in any way
never been arrested
i am currently in the waiting room waiting for my plastic (eta 2 months or so)
first story:
i had just bought a new car that was maybe a month or so old in 2006. it was around 2am on a freeway around downtown and this jeep zooms by me on the driver side and cuts me off and ends up in the lane on the passenger side. so im like whats this guys problem. we are the only 2 cars on the freeway and this the jeep hits my rear passenger panel so i slow down and the jeep is on my tail and hits my back bumper then makes a quick exit off the freeway. i wasnt going to let this guy make me his victim so i make the exit and quickly follow him pull out my xd9 rack the slide and fire several shots out the window. the jeep stops somewhere on the feeder and me maybe 10 feet behind. i sat behind him freaked out and scared i wasnt sure how many rounds were left in my 15rd magazine. the jeep makes a sharp right turn i thought he was making a u-turn and coming directly at me head on but turns into a nearby parking lot for cover. i call 911 and tell them of the car and me fearing my life they told me to call the local police department since i was not longer in danger (i took off not knowing what the guys intentions were). when i got home i checked my magazine and i fired 7-8 rounds. if i had to relive that again i would definitely have avoided him when he first cut me off and avoid his road rage or drunken stupor whichever he was in.
second story:
this was maybe a month after the the previous incident. i was at a karaoke bar with my brother when some guy called my brother outside to talk. at first he was relucatant to go but then decided to go outside to talk to this guy. i followed my brother outside and the guy opens fire everyone ducks but me! i make a mad dash towards my car to the right of the entrance. the guy sees me running and points at me and i felt like someone threw a rock at my knee. i take cover behind a wall and this is when i assume he is out of bullets and takes off. my brother calls me to come back but i cant walk so i hop back inside. they took me to the emergency room where they tend to my gunshot wound. they see me bleeding in another spot and ask if i was shot more than once i said i dont think so. they cut off my rock and republic jeans
