Had an interaction with one a few years back in traffic. I pull up to a red light, and a nigger next to me was bumping his rap music. Typical. I looked over at him with kind of a disgusted look, but didn't say anything. Homey didn't like it and followed me as the light turned green for another 4 blocks, making sure to tailgate me. I thought to myself "*Okay, my 8 year old kid is in the backseat, I'm a combat veteran with a completely clean record and he's now visually endangered my life and that of my child by tailgating me in traffic. I've got him on my rear tail camera for proof. I'm armed, let's escalate this shit because I'll win when the cops show up as I know cops and know how to talk to them*." I pull into a gas station and stop and wait. Homey gets out and has another coon in the front seat get out and come over and approach my window. I pull my Kimber 1911, chamber a round and keep it visible on my lap, finger on the trigger. Jamal and De'quan walk up on my window and say "*Sup' nigga? You got a problem*?" "De'Quan' looks in, sees my 1911 and says "*Oh shit, ey we splittin*". I said "*Not happenin' today. Get movin*'". They left, went back to their car and dipped out. I immediately called a cop buddy of mine to go pick them up, which he did. 4 dime bags, meth pipe, some stolen merchandise in the trunk later those two niggers were behind bars that night. I won that one.