The good thing is, they suck at punching. I got sucker-punched by a nigger once. I calmly turned around and stared him in the eye, then sighed the type of sigh that conveyed: "ugh, I really don't want to ruin the rest of my day 'cause I had to fucked you up... oh well, here we go...". All his buddies pulled him away from me and walked away. He kept yelling shit, but his buddies dragged his ass away. Now, this was in high school, so it was a little different. Not just a random gang of dindus on the street. Seriously, though: it felt like a light slap, as if he was doing me the favor of getting a mosquito for me, or something. If they get lucky and land the shot right, you're fucked. If not: you already won, it's just a matter of seeing it through.