So last night i was driving home and i was driving up a 2 way street that could only fit one car up at a time due to parked cars.
I’d already reversed my car back down the srteet let someone out.
Anyway i was around 75m up the 100m or street when a car pulled down the street at the same time. Flashing his lights and shit signalling me to move. i stayed put as he should of been reversing.
The passenger gets out of the car (cunt we’ll cal him) and starts shouting at me to turn my lights off (in arabic, im in egypt and cant speak/understand fluently). He comes up to my window which is down screaming at me turn my lights off ( i assume they were in his eyes) and telling me to reverse.
I explained that my main beams weren’t on etc. when i was looking at the dash cunt slapped me across the face from inside out side the car.
The the other 4 guys got out of the car and approcahed my window as well.
Flight or flight?
Flight wasn’t an option. they started reaching through the window to grab me and stuff so i hopped to the passenger seat and opened the drivers door slight and the booted the door open to get them away from the car. I figured that even i get out of the car and fight and be on my feet or i get dragged out and end up on the folor and get the shit kicked out of me.
I went straight for cunt and grabbed his collar and got a few shots off as the other 4 guys jumped me and dragged me off. I leant forward with my left hand grabbed his throat and could feel his windpipe in my hand and i just held on for dear life for about 20 seconds.
Pushed him forward onto my bonnet, i could feel him struggle for breath and getting weaker and weaker, all while the other 4 guys are trying to pull me away.
2 more guys jumped in from the street to hold me back as well and i finally let go.
After that the guy who slapped me started shouting abuse at me, which enraged me more. I shook free and barged through the 6 guys who were around me and rushed towards cunt and threw him to the floor via the bonnet of another car.
I then pucnhed him 4 or 5 times in the ribs and head until i was dragged back again.
Anyways, it calmed down then and the driver of the car started to apologise once he figured out i was foreign etc and cunt was out of order.
as all this was going on a few cars moved and we could both get down the street then, a few people were talking to me to calm me down and were telling me that the guy was really hurt and stuff. which i was glad about.
As our cars crossed the driver apologised again and again. and i eventually left.
I figured he hit me because he knew it was 5 on 1 and i would shy away and back up. No expecting me to go mental.
Did i over react or do the right thing?
My fiance said i shoud be more careful and that i don’t know my own strength, i guess adrenaline does crazy things.
The way things are over here at the moment i’m suprised i didn’t take a knife in the back or the gut. Which i didn’t even think about until after.