Being known as a martial artist can up the antie so to speak. When in high school around 1984, A guy at school heard my friend joking with me about my Bruce Lee impression. (Redheaded white boy, thumbing his nose and shuffling his feet etc..) This guy said, F*** that karate/kung fu S***, I'll just shoot you, pointing his finger at me and dropping his thumb like firing a weapon. I up'd the antie by asking if he had the gun with him. He said no, it's at home, it's my dads. I said you won't make home after school to get it without a broken trigger finger. He got po'd and ran to an administrator saying I threatened him. The admin. asked, did you say you would break his finger? I said yes, only after he threatened to shoot me. The admin. just scolded us both for talking trash so to speak. The next day at school, this guy didn't show up, but by the end of the day rumor was around that he had his dads gun and was gonna wait for me at my bus stop and follow me and take a shot at me. I was sweating bullets, no pun intended, when I got off the bus I booked for the nearest apt. building for cover and rounded a corner, and he was right behind me. This corner was a brick arch between 2 buildings with wood fencing around the far side, I turned the corner, stepped up the fence and rolled over the arch and landed kinda 3/4 beheind him as he steeped under the arch(Ya know ninja theater,LOL) One low round kick to the groin and an elbow to the nose put him down. I sat on his back and kinda frisked him for the gun and found it in his right jacket pocket, a .38 special. I took it as he squermed and put it in my pocket. I stepped on his right hand and grabbed his fore and middle finger and cranked, he yelled. I got up and ran. I gave the gun to a friend of mine who was in ROTC, I didn't want MOM to find it. The guy showed up to school the next day, racoon black eyes and his fingers all taped up. I'm pretty sure his PAW punished him for the loss of his gun. Don't know what ever became of the gun after that and that guy never spoke to me again. Some Muay Thai definately helped me out there, but I would hardly call it a Muay Thai fight. I can't realy count the fights I have been in, I used to bounce at a few clubs in DC and have seen more than enough and don't look forward to anymore. DC and other inner cities can be rough as hell. When people know you are into MAs, they put a bulleye on your back. PEACE