The Fear of 13 Page #4
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- 2015
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to the cubicle and I go in
and the door is being held
open by the taller officer.
And he stands there
while I urinate and watches me.
I'm peeing,
I'm minding my own business,
back into that warm-ass car.
It's freezing, I turn, I look up,
he's got his hand up,
I put my head under his arm
and I make a left turn
to go back to the car.
What I did not know is that the
officer who was driving
went back to the car and waited.
I came out of the cubicle
and started trotting towards him.
He looked past me
and he didn't see his partner.
He doesn't know
if I've killed his partner or not.
He just knew he was seeing
a death row prisoner
running at him unescorted.
That's when he pulled his gun.
When he did that motion of sticking
his hand on his hip and pulling
the weapon from the holster,
I just turned and started running.
He fired that weapon and it was
like this huge percussion.
GUNSHO At 2,700 feet per second,
that bullet went past my ear
and so did anything else that
I went down and I hit the ground
and ripped all of the skin on my
hands and it's just like... Oooh!
Then they started
this attitude, you know,
"That's it.
I'm going to do what I got to do. "
So I just got up and I ran towards
the big plate-glass window
of the restaurant next door.
I figured if I'm running directly
at the window, he can't shoot me.
I ran about 100 yards
across the road and I circled back.
And I came right back
to where I had escaped.
Now, I'm looking at them as
they're yelling at each other
who was the bigger idiot for letting
this happen and then I hear them.
POLICE SIRENS:
All the sirens
in the world are coming.
There was cars
coming from everywhere.
They had an escaped
death row prisoner alert.
They pulled out all the stops.
So I took my eye glasses off,
pulled the plastic off the end
of the eyeglasses and I stuck
the eyeglass pin into the handcuffs
and I picked the handcuffs.
I could see the buildings off to
my right and one of them had a flag.
That's a police station.
I said, man, I'm going
to hide behind the police station.
So I navigated down
behind this alleyway
and I got down in this recessed
area and I just huddle
and I just waited.
I was so cold.
When I lost my core temperature
like an hour later, I was shivering.
I was like, oh my God,
this is killing me.
It was hurting.
My ribs were aching from going into
these convulsions like that.
So I was hurting so bad.
I'm going to get up
and get out of here.
I came flying out of that
parking lot and they saw me.
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