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Originally Posted by dyna mo
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November 1st 2008. I was only like 60kg or so, not big at all back then.
Very angry dude was screaming and flailing wildly at random people like a lunatic outside a club.
Only noticed the pocket knife a few seconds before I got stabbed in the lower left hand.
Berserk-mode engaged. Shattered my top ring-finger knuckle on my right hand during the "fight".
Was over in seconds, and I didn't feel like I was in the UFC or anything at all, just numb and shaky from the adrenaline.
Cops came, threw him in back of their car and I got 8 stitches in my left hand and my right hand strapped up.
My missing knuckle is a daily reminder of how lucky/dumb I was that night, tho. Not seen him since.
Have other stories, but that's the one I remember everytime I look at my hand.