Originally Posted by Timberwolf

I just happened to be black like your friend. This serves absolutely no purpose. Race in the world of a true martial artist has little if any place and the concept of "wigger" is quite ignorant if not completely sophomoric. I was raised from the street and and I know how the mind works and you quite possibly deserved to be choked for disrespecting a man you never even met.

Anyway my storie is as follows:
I was sitting on my friend's front porch one saturday morning. Suddenly, a car came creeping down my block. It was my sister's ex-boyrfriend's car. as he rolled by and saw me he started shouting profanities at me and threw a beer bottle out of his car hitting my friend who was at the time mowing the lawn. My friend scoops up a rock from the sidewalk and hurls it breaking the passenger side window of the car. The car stopped and two guys got out of the backseat along with her ex. I was already angry enough to harm them and I now had a good opportunity. I assumed a decent southpawed Muay Thai stance. I began attacking and blacked out. upon returning to a rational state of mind I was shocked to find myself standing over one of the guys with my foot on his throat and my friend pulling me off. the other two were leaning up against the damaged car with dazed and idiotic expressions on their face. my fist was bleeding my eye was swollen but I fought a good fight, at least that is what my friend told me. I lost control. I was young and dumb at the time. I believe that once enlightened i realized that fights like that were not necessary. Everybody makes mistakes.