Near death experiences?
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Naw, it's got handle bars. Or more specifically a T-bar... Both hand grips turn like the right side one on a motorcyle so the driver can operate switches on either of two control panels.
The handlebars are adjustable to four different settings. The driver can drive while buttoned up, or with his head out just under the gun. But the gun and turret can be a major hazard to the driver so he would always be in the down postion while the turret is active.
Sorry. I know that was the long answer.
The handlebars are adjustable to four different settings. The driver can drive while buttoned up, or with his head out just under the gun. But the gun and turret can be a major hazard to the driver so he would always be in the down postion while the turret is active.
Sorry. I know that was the long answer.
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Just normal stuff...near misses of accidents on the freeway...that's about it for now.
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Originally Posted by bluetwo
Naw, it's got handle bars. Or more specifically a T-bar... Both hand grips turn like the right side one on a motorcyle so the driver can operate switches on either of two control panels.
The handlebars are adjustable to four different settings. The driver can drive while buttoned up, or with his head out just under the gun. But the gun and turret can be a major hazard to the driver so he would always be in the down postion while the turret is active.
Sorry. I know that was the long answer.
The handlebars are adjustable to four different settings. The driver can drive while buttoned up, or with his head out just under the gun. But the gun and turret can be a major hazard to the driver so he would always be in the down postion while the turret is active.
Sorry. I know that was the long answer.
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too many. waay too many.
probably the worst was back in 99. it's a long story, but pretty crazy. i will try to give alot of details...
i lived in a ****ed up neighborhood, alot of gangs, shootings, robberies, and such. there was 6 adults and 5 kids living in a 4 bedroom townhouse. it was me, my best friend david, 2 other good friends, norman and johnny, david's sister and her 4 kids, and my girlfriend and her 3 year old son.
my friends and i all carried guns. not because we thought we were badasses, but because we knew where we lived. i carried a ruger p90 .45, my best friend had a p89 9mm, norman had a .38 special pistol, and johnny had a crappy larcin 380. We ALWAYS carried our guns, every where we went.
Now there was these black guys we hung out with a few times, smoked bud with, whatever...and they were always checking out our guns and shit. They seemed like cool people, and we hung out with them multiple times.
Anyways, one night, my girl and I got in this huge fight. We were arguing for like 2 hours, and finally we got in my car and left. We were driving around fighting still, and she kept telling me to take her home, but i just kept telling her No, we need to talk.
Back at our house, David and Johnny were sitting out in the back patio playing with a CB radio they had hooked up to a car battery. The back patio is fenced in with a gate, and there is an arcadia sliding glass door. My girlfriends son was sleeping on the couch right around the corner from the glass door, david's sister and her kids were sleeping upstairs and norman was in his room upstairs.
One of the black guys (his name was trey) comes knocking on the back gate. David opens the gate and trey asks where i am at. David tells him that i was out fighting with my girl. So he comes on to the patio and starts talking to david and johnny. After about 5 minutes or so, he asks david if i took my gun with me. David says yeah, and trey asks david where his gun is. David tells him it's inside, and he's like..."Let me check that out, cuz". So david goes in the house, and as he is walking in, he sees my gun sitting on the kitchen counter (i guess fate caused me to forget it, becuase i ALWAYS carried it everywhere). So david grabs my gun and sticks it in the front of his pants and pulls his shirt over it, and then he grabs his gun off the top of the fridge, pulls the clip out, and takes the one out of the chamber and sticks it and the clip in his pocket. He walks back outside and locks open the gun and hands it to trey. trey is standing there, checkin it out and he says "Man this is a bad ass gun". Then he pulls the safety down, the slide chocks foward, and he says "Check this out, this is a jack, fool." and he points the gun at david. Just as he does that, another black guy walks through the gate with a sawwed off shotgun, and sticks it to the side of johnny's head.
David panics, and takes off into the house, and trey starts chasing him. The steps to go upstairs are pretty much straight in front of the sliding glass door, across the room. It's 2 steps up, then a small platform, and then the rest of the steps. As david hits the platform, he reaches in to the front of his pants and pulls out my gun. As he makes the corner, he cocks it back, and spins around.
He said that trey's eyes were as big as silver dollars, and david pulled the trigger.
The bullet struck trey in the neck, and he fell straight to the steps, face first, landing on david's gun. He was paralyzed instantly.
The other black dude outside thought that it was trey shooting david. He takes a step to the door and when he sees trey laying face down, he runs out the back gate. Johnny jumps up and runs inside the glass door and lays over my girlfriends son, who was still sleeping on the couch. Just then, the black guy comes back in the gate, walks up to the glass door, and shoots it out. (I guess to say, "Don't follow me")
The BB's from the shotgun sprayed across the whole living room, and some of them even hit trey's leg. He then turned around and took off running and was never seen again.
The whole time this is happening, david is yelling at trey saying "Don't you ****ing move!", and i guess trey asked "who ****ing shot me??"
David said "I did, mother ****er. you come in our house and try to jack us?!!?"
Norman hears the comotion and comes to the top of the steps with his gun and sees trey laying there and david tells him that he is laying on his gun, so they push him over and pull davids gun away.
I guess the neighbors called the cops, and they were there in a matter of minutes.
When my girl and I pulled into the townhouses, i saw the cops everywhere, and i knew it was something at our house. The whole area was blocked off, and as i came running up, i saw david and everybody standing out side, and when he saw me, i saw tears in his eyes, and the first thing he said was...."They asked for you man....they asked for you".
It was probably one of the craziest things i've been through, but i have a bunch of other stories in that same neighborhood. Too many bad memories.
Oh, and i guess when the paramedics got there, they picked trey up from the steps, and tossed him flat on the living room floor. The next day, when we were finally allowed to go back in to the house, there was a huge blood stain on the carpet, and peices of dried up tissue and nerves. It was fuggin nasty, and we all moved out of there within the next 2 days.
About 3 years later, we saw trey. There was a girl pushing him in his wheelchair, and as we turned the corner next to him, he saw us, and we saw him. He put his head down, and didn't look back.
The end....sorry so long, and shit.
probably the worst was back in 99. it's a long story, but pretty crazy. i will try to give alot of details...
i lived in a ****ed up neighborhood, alot of gangs, shootings, robberies, and such. there was 6 adults and 5 kids living in a 4 bedroom townhouse. it was me, my best friend david, 2 other good friends, norman and johnny, david's sister and her 4 kids, and my girlfriend and her 3 year old son.
my friends and i all carried guns. not because we thought we were badasses, but because we knew where we lived. i carried a ruger p90 .45, my best friend had a p89 9mm, norman had a .38 special pistol, and johnny had a crappy larcin 380. We ALWAYS carried our guns, every where we went.
Now there was these black guys we hung out with a few times, smoked bud with, whatever...and they were always checking out our guns and shit. They seemed like cool people, and we hung out with them multiple times.
Anyways, one night, my girl and I got in this huge fight. We were arguing for like 2 hours, and finally we got in my car and left. We were driving around fighting still, and she kept telling me to take her home, but i just kept telling her No, we need to talk.
Back at our house, David and Johnny were sitting out in the back patio playing with a CB radio they had hooked up to a car battery. The back patio is fenced in with a gate, and there is an arcadia sliding glass door. My girlfriends son was sleeping on the couch right around the corner from the glass door, david's sister and her kids were sleeping upstairs and norman was in his room upstairs.
One of the black guys (his name was trey) comes knocking on the back gate. David opens the gate and trey asks where i am at. David tells him that i was out fighting with my girl. So he comes on to the patio and starts talking to david and johnny. After about 5 minutes or so, he asks david if i took my gun with me. David says yeah, and trey asks david where his gun is. David tells him it's inside, and he's like..."Let me check that out, cuz". So david goes in the house, and as he is walking in, he sees my gun sitting on the kitchen counter (i guess fate caused me to forget it, becuase i ALWAYS carried it everywhere). So david grabs my gun and sticks it in the front of his pants and pulls his shirt over it, and then he grabs his gun off the top of the fridge, pulls the clip out, and takes the one out of the chamber and sticks it and the clip in his pocket. He walks back outside and locks open the gun and hands it to trey. trey is standing there, checkin it out and he says "Man this is a bad ass gun". Then he pulls the safety down, the slide chocks foward, and he says "Check this out, this is a jack, fool." and he points the gun at david. Just as he does that, another black guy walks through the gate with a sawwed off shotgun, and sticks it to the side of johnny's head.
David panics, and takes off into the house, and trey starts chasing him. The steps to go upstairs are pretty much straight in front of the sliding glass door, across the room. It's 2 steps up, then a small platform, and then the rest of the steps. As david hits the platform, he reaches in to the front of his pants and pulls out my gun. As he makes the corner, he cocks it back, and spins around.
He said that trey's eyes were as big as silver dollars, and david pulled the trigger.
The bullet struck trey in the neck, and he fell straight to the steps, face first, landing on david's gun. He was paralyzed instantly.
The other black dude outside thought that it was trey shooting david. He takes a step to the door and when he sees trey laying face down, he runs out the back gate. Johnny jumps up and runs inside the glass door and lays over my girlfriends son, who was still sleeping on the couch. Just then, the black guy comes back in the gate, walks up to the glass door, and shoots it out. (I guess to say, "Don't follow me")
The BB's from the shotgun sprayed across the whole living room, and some of them even hit trey's leg. He then turned around and took off running and was never seen again.
The whole time this is happening, david is yelling at trey saying "Don't you ****ing move!", and i guess trey asked "who ****ing shot me??"
David said "I did, mother ****er. you come in our house and try to jack us?!!?"
Norman hears the comotion and comes to the top of the steps with his gun and sees trey laying there and david tells him that he is laying on his gun, so they push him over and pull davids gun away.
I guess the neighbors called the cops, and they were there in a matter of minutes.
When my girl and I pulled into the townhouses, i saw the cops everywhere, and i knew it was something at our house. The whole area was blocked off, and as i came running up, i saw david and everybody standing out side, and when he saw me, i saw tears in his eyes, and the first thing he said was...."They asked for you man....they asked for you".
It was probably one of the craziest things i've been through, but i have a bunch of other stories in that same neighborhood. Too many bad memories.
Oh, and i guess when the paramedics got there, they picked trey up from the steps, and tossed him flat on the living room floor. The next day, when we were finally allowed to go back in to the house, there was a huge blood stain on the carpet, and peices of dried up tissue and nerves. It was fuggin nasty, and we all moved out of there within the next 2 days.
About 3 years later, we saw trey. There was a girl pushing him in his wheelchair, and as we turned the corner next to him, he saw us, and we saw him. He put his head down, and didn't look back.
The end....sorry so long, and shit.
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Originally Posted by dE.fUsEd
too many. waay too many.
probably the worst was back in 99. it's a long story, but pretty crazy. i will try to give alot of details...
i lived in a ****ed up neighborhood, alot of gangs, shootings, robberies, and such. there was 6 adults and 5 kids living in a 4 bedroom townhouse. it was me, my best friend david, 2 other good friends, norman and johnny, david's sister and her 4 kids, and my girlfriend and her 3 year old son.
my friends and i all carried guns. not because we thought we were badasses, but because we knew where we lived. i carried a ruger p90 .45, my best friend had a p89 9mm, norman had a .38 special pistol, and johnny had a crappy larcin 380. We ALWAYS carried our guns, every where we went.
Now there was these black guys we hung out with a few times, smoked bud with, whatever...and they were always checking out our guns and shit. They seemed like cool people, and we hung out with them multiple times.
Anyways, one night, my girl and I got in this huge fight. We were arguing for like 2 hours, and finally we got in my car and left. We were driving around fighting still, and she kept telling me to take her home, but i just kept telling her No, we need to talk.
Back at our house, David and Johnny were sitting out in the back patio playing with a CB radio they had hooked up to a car battery. The back patio is fenced in with a gate, and there is an arcadia sliding glass door. My girlfriends son was sleeping on the couch right around the corner from the glass door, david's sister and her kids were sleeping upstairs and norman was in his room upstairs.
One of the black guys (his name was trey) comes knocking on the back gate. David opens the gate and trey asks where i am at. David tells him that i was out fighting with my girl. So he comes on to the patio and starts talking to david and johnny. After about 5 minutes or so, he asks david if i took my gun with me. David says yeah, and trey asks david where his gun is. David tells him it's inside, and he's like..."Let me check that out, cuz". So david goes in the house, and as he is walking in, he sees my gun sitting on the kitchen counter (i guess fate caused me to forget it, becuase i ALWAYS carried it everywhere). So david grabs my gun and sticks it in the front of his pants and pulls his shirt over it, and then he grabs his gun off the top of the fridge, pulls the clip out, and takes the one out of the chamber and sticks it and the clip in his pocket. He walks back outside and locks open the gun and hands it to trey. trey is standing there, checkin it out and he says "Man this is a bad ass gun". Then he pulls the safety down, the slide chocks foward, and he says "Check this out, this is a jack, fool." and he points the gun at david. Just as he does that, another black guy walks through the gate with a sawwed off shotgun, and sticks it to the side of johnny's head.
David panics, and takes off into the house, and trey starts chasing him. The steps to go upstairs are pretty much straight in front of the sliding glass door, across the room. It's 2 steps up, then a small platform, and then the rest of the steps. As david hits the platform, he reaches in to the front of his pants and pulls out my gun. As he makes the corner, he cocks it back, and spins around.
He said that trey's eyes were as big as silver dollars, and david pulled the trigger.
The bullet struck trey in the neck, and he fell straight to the steps, face first, landing on david's gun. He was paralyzed instantly.
The other black dude outside thought that it was trey shooting david. He takes a step to the door and when he sees trey laying face down, he runs out the back gate. Johnny jumps up and runs inside the glass door and lays over my girlfriends son, who was still sleeping on the couch. Just then, the black guy comes back in the gate, walks up to the glass door, and shoots it out. (I guess to say, "Don't follow me")
The BB's from the shotgun sprayed across the whole living room, and some of them even hit trey's leg. He then turned around and took off running and was never seen again.
The whole time this is happening, david is yelling at trey saying "Don't you ****ing move!", and i guess trey asked "who ****ing shot me??"
David said "I did, mother ****er. you come in our house and try to jack us?!!?"
Norman hears the comotion and comes to the top of the steps with his gun and sees trey laying there and david tells him that he is laying on his gun, so they push him over and pull davids gun away.
I guess the neighbors called the cops, and they were there in a matter of minutes.
When my girl and I pulled into the townhouses, i saw the cops everywhere, and i knew it was something at our house. The whole area was blocked off, and as i came running up, i saw david and everybody standing out side, and when he saw me, i saw tears in his eyes, and the first thing he said was...."They asked for you man....they asked for you".
It was probably one of the craziest things i've been through, but i have a bunch of other stories in that same neighborhood. Too many bad memories.
Oh, and i guess when the paramedics got there, they picked trey up from the steps, and tossed him flat on the living room floor. The next day, when we were finally allowed to go back in to the house, there was a huge blood stain on the carpet, and peices of dried up tissue and nerves. It was fuggin nasty, and we all moved out of there within the next 2 days.
About 3 years later, we saw trey. There was a girl pushing him in his wheelchair, and as we turned the corner next to him, he saw us, and we saw him. He put his head down, and didn't look back.
The end....sorry so long, and shit.
probably the worst was back in 99. it's a long story, but pretty crazy. i will try to give alot of details...
i lived in a ****ed up neighborhood, alot of gangs, shootings, robberies, and such. there was 6 adults and 5 kids living in a 4 bedroom townhouse. it was me, my best friend david, 2 other good friends, norman and johnny, david's sister and her 4 kids, and my girlfriend and her 3 year old son.
my friends and i all carried guns. not because we thought we were badasses, but because we knew where we lived. i carried a ruger p90 .45, my best friend had a p89 9mm, norman had a .38 special pistol, and johnny had a crappy larcin 380. We ALWAYS carried our guns, every where we went.
Now there was these black guys we hung out with a few times, smoked bud with, whatever...and they were always checking out our guns and shit. They seemed like cool people, and we hung out with them multiple times.
Anyways, one night, my girl and I got in this huge fight. We were arguing for like 2 hours, and finally we got in my car and left. We were driving around fighting still, and she kept telling me to take her home, but i just kept telling her No, we need to talk.
Back at our house, David and Johnny were sitting out in the back patio playing with a CB radio they had hooked up to a car battery. The back patio is fenced in with a gate, and there is an arcadia sliding glass door. My girlfriends son was sleeping on the couch right around the corner from the glass door, david's sister and her kids were sleeping upstairs and norman was in his room upstairs.
One of the black guys (his name was trey) comes knocking on the back gate. David opens the gate and trey asks where i am at. David tells him that i was out fighting with my girl. So he comes on to the patio and starts talking to david and johnny. After about 5 minutes or so, he asks david if i took my gun with me. David says yeah, and trey asks david where his gun is. David tells him it's inside, and he's like..."Let me check that out, cuz". So david goes in the house, and as he is walking in, he sees my gun sitting on the kitchen counter (i guess fate caused me to forget it, becuase i ALWAYS carried it everywhere). So david grabs my gun and sticks it in the front of his pants and pulls his shirt over it, and then he grabs his gun off the top of the fridge, pulls the clip out, and takes the one out of the chamber and sticks it and the clip in his pocket. He walks back outside and locks open the gun and hands it to trey. trey is standing there, checkin it out and he says "Man this is a bad ass gun". Then he pulls the safety down, the slide chocks foward, and he says "Check this out, this is a jack, fool." and he points the gun at david. Just as he does that, another black guy walks through the gate with a sawwed off shotgun, and sticks it to the side of johnny's head.
David panics, and takes off into the house, and trey starts chasing him. The steps to go upstairs are pretty much straight in front of the sliding glass door, across the room. It's 2 steps up, then a small platform, and then the rest of the steps. As david hits the platform, he reaches in to the front of his pants and pulls out my gun. As he makes the corner, he cocks it back, and spins around.
He said that trey's eyes were as big as silver dollars, and david pulled the trigger.
The bullet struck trey in the neck, and he fell straight to the steps, face first, landing on david's gun. He was paralyzed instantly.
The other black dude outside thought that it was trey shooting david. He takes a step to the door and when he sees trey laying face down, he runs out the back gate. Johnny jumps up and runs inside the glass door and lays over my girlfriends son, who was still sleeping on the couch. Just then, the black guy comes back in the gate, walks up to the glass door, and shoots it out. (I guess to say, "Don't follow me")
The BB's from the shotgun sprayed across the whole living room, and some of them even hit trey's leg. He then turned around and took off running and was never seen again.
The whole time this is happening, david is yelling at trey saying "Don't you ****ing move!", and i guess trey asked "who ****ing shot me??"
David said "I did, mother ****er. you come in our house and try to jack us?!!?"
Norman hears the comotion and comes to the top of the steps with his gun and sees trey laying there and david tells him that he is laying on his gun, so they push him over and pull davids gun away.
I guess the neighbors called the cops, and they were there in a matter of minutes.
When my girl and I pulled into the townhouses, i saw the cops everywhere, and i knew it was something at our house. The whole area was blocked off, and as i came running up, i saw david and everybody standing out side, and when he saw me, i saw tears in his eyes, and the first thing he said was...."They asked for you man....they asked for you".
It was probably one of the craziest things i've been through, but i have a bunch of other stories in that same neighborhood. Too many bad memories.
Oh, and i guess when the paramedics got there, they picked trey up from the steps, and tossed him flat on the living room floor. The next day, when we were finally allowed to go back in to the house, there was a huge blood stain on the carpet, and peices of dried up tissue and nerves. It was fuggin nasty, and we all moved out of there within the next 2 days.
About 3 years later, we saw trey. There was a girl pushing him in his wheelchair, and as we turned the corner next to him, he saw us, and we saw him. He put his head down, and didn't look back.
The end....sorry so long, and shit.
Thats crazy man. I remember when some fool tried to rob me when i was walkin home from the grocery store. I wasnt as lucky as ya friend....I was crossing the street in front of my house and i saw some dude walkin up the street. Now for some reason my street smartness told me aint no fool in a hoody in august gonna be walkin up the street. So i glance back and i see him begin crossing into the street in my direction. Well i put my chips around my wrist and reached for my 22 that i always keep tucked in the front of my pants....well needless to say one of my neighbors was watching from a window and saw him begin to job up behind me.
So i nonchalantly (sp) took the safety off and cocked it back so he couldnt see i was packing.By this time he was starting to get close...i say he was about 50 feet away from me now....well he was like yo ayo yo come here real quick....im like nah buddy im cool....he was like look Ninja (sp) i said stop...i turned around and kept walkin backwards and when i did he instantly pulled his gun out and was like don't run and gimme all ya shit....I pulled my gun out and shot at him...just enuff time for me to duck behind a car.
But when he saw my gun he instantly pulled his trigger and shot me in the shoulder....The round i shot somehow hit him in the shoulder as well and when i let off a second shot it hit him in the stomach
Comes to find out....dude was someone i grew up with and always had a problem with...and i didnt get punished since my neighbor testified in my behalf as a witness as to dude trynna rob me or whatever...Dude lived somehow and he was sentenced to only 7 years
Im just grateful that my shoulder was the only thing that was hit. But till this day i stil have problems holding things in my right left shoulder for prolong periods of time.
There's been so many occasions where ive been shot at. One time during a drive by at the front of some club. The dude they were aiming at was sitting right next to me and 3 friends....luckily a bullet just grazed my leg and that was it....Sometimes i wonder why i chooose to live in philly still :happysad:
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From: Gilbert, AZ
Originally Posted by Jae Jae Binks
Thats crazy man. I remember when some fool tried to rob me when i was walkin home from the grocery store. I wasnt as lucky as ya friend....I was crossing the street in front of my house and i saw some dude walkin up the street. Now for some reason my street smartness told me aint no fool in a hoody in august gonna be walkin up the street. So i glance back and i see him begin crossing into the street in my direction. Well i put my chips around my wrist and reached for my 22 that i always keep tucked in the front of my pants....well needless to say one of my neighbors was watching from a window and saw him begin to job up behind me.
So i nonchalantly (sp) took the safety off and cocked it back so he couldnt see i was packing.By this time he was starting to get close...i say he was about 50 feet away from me now....well he was like yo ayo yo come here real quick....im like nah buddy im cool....he was like look Ninja (sp) i said stop...i turned around and kept walkin backwards and when i did he instantly pulled his gun out and was like don't run and gimme all ya shit....I pulled my gun out and shot at him...just enuff time for me to duck behind a car.
But when he saw my gun he instantly pulled his trigger and shot me in the shoulder....The round i shot somehow hit him in the shoulder as well and when i let off a second shot it hit him in the stomach
Comes to find out....dude was someone i grew up with and always had a problem with...and i didnt get punished since my neighbor testified in my behalf as a witness as to dude trynna rob me or whatever...Dude lived somehow and he was sentenced to only 7 years
Im just grateful that my shoulder was the only thing that was hit. But till this day i stil have problems holding things in my right left shoulder for prolong periods of time.
There's been so many occasions where ive been shot at. One time during a drive by at the front of some club. The dude they were aiming at was sitting right next to me and 3 friends....luckily a bullet just grazed my leg and that was it....Sometimes i wonder why i chooose to live in philly still :happysad:
So i nonchalantly (sp) took the safety off and cocked it back so he couldnt see i was packing.By this time he was starting to get close...i say he was about 50 feet away from me now....well he was like yo ayo yo come here real quick....im like nah buddy im cool....he was like look Ninja (sp) i said stop...i turned around and kept walkin backwards and when i did he instantly pulled his gun out and was like don't run and gimme all ya shit....I pulled my gun out and shot at him...just enuff time for me to duck behind a car.
But when he saw my gun he instantly pulled his trigger and shot me in the shoulder....The round i shot somehow hit him in the shoulder as well and when i let off a second shot it hit him in the stomach
Comes to find out....dude was someone i grew up with and always had a problem with...and i didnt get punished since my neighbor testified in my behalf as a witness as to dude trynna rob me or whatever...Dude lived somehow and he was sentenced to only 7 years
Im just grateful that my shoulder was the only thing that was hit. But till this day i stil have problems holding things in my right left shoulder for prolong periods of time.
There's been so many occasions where ive been shot at. One time during a drive by at the front of some club. The dude they were aiming at was sitting right next to me and 3 friends....luckily a bullet just grazed my leg and that was it....Sometimes i wonder why i chooose to live in philly still :happysad:
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Originally Posted by dE.fUsEd
i feel ya. been shot at plenty of times. there's alot of gangs in south phnx. glad i don't live anywhere near there any more. you got a big scar or what?
Most of the scars are about gone except for the one on my right hand. I got stabbed in the hand and the scar remained