Day 1

A man is driving a full-size luxury sedan on the I-15. He attempts to pass me. I speed up. His car is faster than mine. I gun it, but he pulls ahead of me and cuts me off. I could have pushed my car to keep up, but I chicken out because I’m afraid of either damaging my engine or getting a ticket. This thought upsets me. I’m not a chicken, and I want to prove it.

I follow him to his exit. At the off-ramp, I draw my gun and begin shooting at the man.

He has a gun. He returns fire.

A bullet hits me in the shoulder.

It’s painful, but I survive, and I learn a valuable lesson: In a world where everyone has a gun, you can’t expect to shoot at anyone without being shot in return. [CONTINUE AT FRICTION LIT]