Had the crap scared out of me tonight. A failed car-jacking (at least that’s what I thought it was). I was at a park and ride getting some of my stuff out of my dead-ass battery car. Dude approached my car, wearing a camaflouge hoodie, asked me to roll down my window (I thought he was going to ask me if I needed a jump) as I did, he quickly reached into his hoodie.

I stomped on the gas like I was a person who drove fast.

Not sure if you guys know this… Fat scared guys sweat. Hour ago, still a bit anxious.