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This is just nuts I still can't believe that I actually lived through this.
I'm sorta on vacation right now, staying at my uncle's place in Florida (needed a car driven down here, said he'd pay gas and lemme stay here a while if I just brought the car down and fixed his computer)
So I went to see the new starwars last night. Leaving the theater I got in the car (92 lebaron convertible, 3.0 v6, smokes a little, like they all do) lit up a cigarette and left the parking lot. Theres two ways back, the highway and the ghetto. highway was all blocked up, so I decided to cruise through the ghetto (bad idea).
got to a red light and this cracked out black dude comes over and asks me for a cigarette I was smoking my last one at the time and told him so. since he was a crackhead and all (lived around alot of crackheads when I lived in providence RI) I gave him a $5 and said "hey man, go grab yourself a pack" figurin that he'd just run off and buy some crack with it and I wouldn't have to deal with him any longer. I was second car back from the light. he says "thanks honkey, thats real generous" then he pulled a knife on me and said "gimme yo ride too ya cracka ass muhfugguh" he lunged and just skimmed the side of my neck w/ the knife (enough to draw blood).
so now I got this knife wielding crackhead laying across my lap. I reach in the back seat and all I can reach is my digital camera (sony DSC-F707) and I started chokin him w/ the strap. grabbed his arm w/ the knife and twisted it back till he dropped the knife. light turned green and I fawkin punched it and started swervin hoping to draw the attention of police (if they're around) got two blocks down and I saw lights.
Little did I know, the lady in the lane next to me was on the phone w/ police the moment she saw the knife, that's the ONLY thing that kept my ass outta jail that night
the whole time driving, I was still chokin this guy, so when I get stopped, I throw this crackhead on the ground. and sit there with my hands on the steering wheel (so the officer can see them)
the officer walks up points at my lap and says "what's that ya got there" I looked down and there was a crack pipe + little baggie on my lap and the knife w/ some fresh blood in the pass. seat. (I'm thinkin "this looks really bad")
"step out of the car please" he said. Just as I was about to flip out (the crackhead started moving) he got a call over the radio asking if he was in the vicinity of the intersection I was just almost killed at. then they rattled off some numbers, my plate number, car description and then i heard the words "black male may or may not have stabbed driver of red convertible, convertible w/ suspect hanging over side last seen driving erratically, north on bittner ave"
and then the cop said "we need to get you to a hospital" he cuffed the crackhead and threw him in the car. another unit arrived and I was questioned until the EMTs arrived.
the knife appeared to me to be semi clean, so they cleaned me up and wanted to take me to the hospital. I asked if I could drive myself there (didn't want to leave the car behind, since it's my uncle's car) they further inspected the cut when I got to the hospital and they took blood. The doc I spoke with said "son, you're lucky. another 3/4" in w/ that cut and we wouldn't be having this conversation" I just got the callback from the lab and they said they found no trace of bloodborne illness (hep, hiv, whatever) so at least now I can stop drinking. (went through a case of beer, half a bottle of jim beam and I smoked almost 2 packs since approx 8am when I got back here)
so I guess, I've been 3/4" away from death now.
I hated crack/crackheads before, but I swear to god. This is my second altercation someone on crack. Next time, the end result will be a dead crackhead.:hang:
I'm sorta on vacation right now, staying at my uncle's place in Florida (needed a car driven down here, said he'd pay gas and lemme stay here a while if I just brought the car down and fixed his computer)
So I went to see the new starwars last night. Leaving the theater I got in the car (92 lebaron convertible, 3.0 v6, smokes a little, like they all do) lit up a cigarette and left the parking lot. Theres two ways back, the highway and the ghetto. highway was all blocked up, so I decided to cruise through the ghetto (bad idea).
got to a red light and this cracked out black dude comes over and asks me for a cigarette I was smoking my last one at the time and told him so. since he was a crackhead and all (lived around alot of crackheads when I lived in providence RI) I gave him a $5 and said "hey man, go grab yourself a pack" figurin that he'd just run off and buy some crack with it and I wouldn't have to deal with him any longer. I was second car back from the light. he says "thanks honkey, thats real generous" then he pulled a knife on me and said "gimme yo ride too ya cracka ass muhfugguh" he lunged and just skimmed the side of my neck w/ the knife (enough to draw blood).
so now I got this knife wielding crackhead laying across my lap. I reach in the back seat and all I can reach is my digital camera (sony DSC-F707) and I started chokin him w/ the strap. grabbed his arm w/ the knife and twisted it back till he dropped the knife. light turned green and I fawkin punched it and started swervin hoping to draw the attention of police (if they're around) got two blocks down and I saw lights.
Little did I know, the lady in the lane next to me was on the phone w/ police the moment she saw the knife, that's the ONLY thing that kept my ass outta jail that night
the whole time driving, I was still chokin this guy, so when I get stopped, I throw this crackhead on the ground. and sit there with my hands on the steering wheel (so the officer can see them)
the officer walks up points at my lap and says "what's that ya got there" I looked down and there was a crack pipe + little baggie on my lap and the knife w/ some fresh blood in the pass. seat. (I'm thinkin "this looks really bad")
"step out of the car please" he said. Just as I was about to flip out (the crackhead started moving) he got a call over the radio asking if he was in the vicinity of the intersection I was just almost killed at. then they rattled off some numbers, my plate number, car description and then i heard the words "black male may or may not have stabbed driver of red convertible, convertible w/ suspect hanging over side last seen driving erratically, north on bittner ave"
and then the cop said "we need to get you to a hospital" he cuffed the crackhead and threw him in the car. another unit arrived and I was questioned until the EMTs arrived.
the knife appeared to me to be semi clean, so they cleaned me up and wanted to take me to the hospital. I asked if I could drive myself there (didn't want to leave the car behind, since it's my uncle's car) they further inspected the cut when I got to the hospital and they took blood. The doc I spoke with said "son, you're lucky. another 3/4" in w/ that cut and we wouldn't be having this conversation" I just got the callback from the lab and they said they found no trace of bloodborne illness (hep, hiv, whatever) so at least now I can stop drinking. (went through a case of beer, half a bottle of jim beam and I smoked almost 2 packs since approx 8am when I got back here)
so I guess, I've been 3/4" away from death now.
I hated crack/crackheads before, but I swear to god. This is my second altercation someone on crack. Next time, the end result will be a dead crackhead.:hang:
