I know. I could have been dead. My nose swelled up to the size of my head. The fucking gate, man, that shit was half lowered. I did not see it, so i put my gear in forward. And the lights that came, Were like a flash of lightning in the pouring rain. I got up to a stranger's stare. I touched my finger to my nose to make sure it was still there. I want the head of septa, to come to my house And kiss the nose of me 'til it feels better. I went. no, it didn't make sense. Someone had tampered with the evidence. So i called the cops, and filled out a report. Oh mr. big butt septa, i will see you in court