There's a place I stop to get gas when I stay up at macy's place and I mean to tell you it was lost in time- nothing but questionable black people who you can barely understand walking around in the middle of the night, getting a little close to my FJ and ogling me. after an experience I had there one night I always grab my assault rifle and hold it whole I pump gas. Couple days ago some googly ass hoodie thug asks me what you afraid of, bre? I said "absolutely nothing" and kept pumping. He gives me this thousand mile stare and walked off.