I went to a nearby filling station to buy a pack of smokes one night. It was late, like 3 AM. There was a black guy there too. Well, I pulled out a twenty to pay for the smokes, and this black guy snatches the bill and takes off running. I got pissed, and jumped in my car and squealed out after him. Ran him down for a couple of blocks before he figured out he was going to run out of energy before my car ran out of gas. His eyes in my headlights were filled with terror.

Then he ran down between two buildings, so I loudly screeched to a halt, jumped out of the car (but took the keys) and ran after him. By then he was way more tired than I was, so I ran him down before he reached the alley. I hit him in the stomach and he doubled over, then I kneed him in the balls and he collapsed. Then I kicked him until I heard something crack in his ribcage. While he was moaning and groaning on the ground, I checked him for my money, but he'd dropped the twenty somewhere, so I gave him one last kick (in the area where I'd heard a rib break), which produced the pleasing sound of a man in great pain, and left him there in the darkness between the buildings.

I bet that fucker doesn't try that again!