At that time I lived by a code that fear kills. So fear was not an option I was 20-21 yrs old. I have never been fearful but I have grown more cautious and careful in my old age. At that time the actual outcome of having a bullet in my stomache or lungs and bleeding profusely never come to my mind. The only thought was how to defeat the person with or without killing them. I was determined to go out fighting. Nah it was not all that random. Me and a fiancee were walking home and the guys decided to follow us in a car for a short time then yell obscene things about my fiancee. She was very cute and had a lovely figure but was modestly dressed. So it was sort of random as it could have happened to any guy. But at the same time I helped to provoke the situation by yelling back as I was not going to let something like that go unchallenged. Had I left well enough alone and just kept quiet the whole incident would not have went down and would have ended with fools doing something stupid. I just would have had to live with one more incident of a situation where I did the right thing but still wished I could have taken them apart for thier actions. I am sure everyone has had that feeling before of wishing they could have knocked someones block off for the wrong they have done to you.