text: Stopped on my motorcycle the other day to drop a letter in a mailbox. Out of the corner of my eye I see this big tall black guy coming up on me..and he was aiming for me or tge bike that was still running...not sure. I turned and lifted my shirt. He saw I was packing. Did a 45 right hand turn and picked up his pace and ran between two buildings I've live here most of my life. Never had to deal with that before. I cant paint rosey pictures here brothers. It is what it is