re: #298 CuriousLurker

I’ve been robbed at knife point—arm around my neck form behind, knife to my throat. Highly unpleasant. Everything was strangely crystal clear and in slow-mo, like HDTV.

I was much younger then and managed to fight the guy off and escape with only some knots on my head (from punches) and a few scrapes & stitches from the knife. It was one of those folding knives, about 5” long. Luckily for me it was old, fairly dull and rusty, so it snapped in the middle at the hinge. The business end of it broke off in my grip and I got one good slice back at him on his shoulder. And a couple of good kicks (I was wearing boots).

Lesson learned. Do not mess with lurkers.