I'm going to be a little careful here by not explicitly identifying the writer, but he reads these pages and he will see your comments. In fact, he has asked for your comments. Picture a male in his 40s with some background in karate and jujutsu, but not a shodan yet.
Here's his story of an experience he had about a week ago, near Christmas of 2011. The location is a suburb of New York City. The assailants appeared to be Hispanic or Latin American. BDC
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It was just about midnight Sunday passed, where my girlfriend and I were doing "drive-by's" at potential homes to purchase. We had turned north off Jericho Turnpike, a fairly busy throughway when three guys were crossing the street. Two of them went ahead, and one of them had waited at the divider who waved us on. I had held up my hand as a thanks and proceeded. Almost immediately, I heard "Bam", something had hit my ford escape.
I backed up, got out and went behind my car and the three were waiting. They were standing in a loose semi-circle, two close to each other, one a few steps away. From left to right I will call them "1", "2", and "3".
1 started peeling off his jacket muttering something like "you want some", as he seemed to be stepping forward. He is standing to my left, 2, slightly to my right and 3, a few steps away, again to my right.
Realizing this was going down, I quickly kicked 1 in the stomach. It was a front kick using my right foot. As I kicked 1, 2, almost simultaneously strikes my right temple with his fist. 1 takes the kick well, and moves more to my left. As I'm slightly disoriented, and 1 seemed to be the lead aggressor, I turned my body left as well, following his movement from the sidewalk into the street. I am now surrounded as 1 is in my front, 2 is to my rear right, and 3 is to my rear left.
1 continued his advance forward, and to the best of my recollection, it was like a charge offering no real openings. I was able to get off a right elbow or forearm which hit is forehead as that too was pointing down. 2 simultaneously began hitting me from the right, and now my right began to block that. My right arm did like a windmill type motion, blocking and I went to a loose headlock. At this point, I am defending with my left, and right, I'm backing up slightly, and I trip on the curb behind me.
I go down on my back, with 1 almost on top of me, and 2 just off to the right in a loose headlock. 3 starts kicking me in the head, striking my left temple, and rear of me head. I'm feeling pain now as 2, was also striking my right side. As I'm still defending 1, I felt his face and began sticking my left index finger into his right eye. He screams out in pain, and 2 reacts by scratching at my face around my right eye. I turn me head ever so slightly, to the right, to face 2, and I see an open mouth descending on my face. I instinctively turn left and 2 proceeds to bite my right cheekbone. 3, is punching my head and I'm feeling like I'm about to blackout. The pain of the bite scared me and provided a rush to survive, I was trying to get up, and forcefully thrusted my left index finger two knuckles deep into 1's eye, and was able to get my right thumb into the eys of 2, who was still biting me.
My girlfriend was in the car witnessing this and was traumatized by the moment. Cars had also begun to turn the corner, and she told me they began honking horns and yelling and such.
They got up, I got up, staggered,....I was almost in blackout, and got back to my car. I drove away and I don't know what happened to the three after that.
This all occurred within a minute or so; and as it turns out, it was a fight for survival, not contest.
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I'm also going to post his self-analysis of lessons learned from this experience. I'll but that in the following message. BDC