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Posted by Tom Pappas Guy from other forum writes as follows: I fought a guy as a result of a traffic argument. I honked my horn at him to warn him that he couldn't turn left. He stuck his middle finger out the window at me, so I pointed at the 'no left turn' sign above him. He flipped me off again. So I flipped him off. He got out of his car (this is on a 6 lane city boulevard mind you) and started walking toward me. I remembered my first lesson in car self-defense. I got out of my car quickly before he reached my window thus putting me on equal ground, and stood there belly to belly with him and asked him what the #### he was gonna do about me. He said I was a ####ing prick etc... So, I said "listen ####er, we gonna fight right here in the middle of the road, or you wanna pull over and settle this like professionals?" I followed him to a parking lot a few blocks away. He parked, and I pulled up behind him, removed my watch and sunglasses, got outta the car and asked no questions, just started swinging. I started by thai kicking him a couple times as he was flailing away with his fists. We clinched, and I was belting him hard with short punches. He kept swinging wildly like Tank Abbott. He was a tough SOB! So, I doubleleg him, cause I thought there was no way I could knock this guy out, but I needed to control the fight so I wouldn't sustain damage. Got him down and mounted him. I started throwing elbows down hard (I actually had the presence of mind to save my knuckles) He absorbed one hell of a beating. The problem was that he reached up and eye gouged me badly. I couldn't see, and there was blood spurting out of my upper nose area. He had long sharp fingernails I deduced later. I let him up, probably somewhat out of my own panic, and he came at me again. (This guy was a ####ing psycho-monster) I laid into him with a mean thai kick that buckled him and I think broke his leg. 30-40 people were gathered around by this time, so I took off in my car. I got home, looked in the mirror, and my upper face looked like it was ripped wide open. It was an hour or two after I left the emergency room with 23 stitches that my plight sunk in. I felt deep shame and guilt for what had happened. I had to go to my professional office job the next day with bandages, and battle scars. I had to shampoo the blood out of the seats in my car. I also had to make up lie after lie to people who asked me what happened to my face. The worst part though was realizing that I could have been killed or maimed. I thought I was a pretty good fighter, but the ring experience doesn't prepare you or count for much when some street thug who outweighs you by 30-40 lbs or so, and is a complete redneck loser with nothing to lose attacks and wants to kill you. He easily could have pulled a knife out and stabbed my 60 times and left me dead in a pool of blood. The moral of this story is that Jeff did the right thing here whether he knows it or not. As far as feeling like a wimp, I would take that feeling anyday above the absolute feeling of self-horror I endured for 6 months after my incident.
on 5/23/2001, 2:07 pm
The following is a story I pulled off another martial arts forum. This guy thought his martial arts training would be more effective in a street encounter (he ended up winning but seriously hurt at the same time). This is why I continually emphasize the importance of preparing specifically for the street. After reading it tell me your thoughts on what the guy did wrong, other than getting into the fight in the first place.
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