Weasel Wrote:Man, talk about hitting the dirt quickly!!!
I was walking down an alley toward a police standoff once in 1988, known weapons and propensity to use them, when a meth-addled biker came bursting out of the door of the house in question, not 30 feet away.
The next moment I couldn't figure out how I had ended up behind a dumpster 5 feet to the left, one knee split wide open on a broken cinderblock. Had someone shoved me? No, they were all huddled behind various crap, too. I am a bear-shaped guy, about as nimble as an anvil, but just that one time my body moved so fast that my mind didn't keep up. It was weird.
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