my hood's a bit sketchy in parts -- a bit of crack, a handful of whores -- so all the neighbors wary of sketchiness have cans of bear mace for carrying around after dark.
one neighbor, though, totalled his jetta once... it doesn't sound related, but bear with me. (sorry)
he was pulling out of one of the gas stations on the edge of the neighborhood when a crackhead jumped on his hood. he flipped on the wipers, dropped his window, grabbed his bear mace, and sprayed the whole thing on the dude. motherfucker stayed on the hood, now screaming in pain as well as flipping out from the drugs. so my man hits the gas (also partly to get away from the fumes, that shit is painful) and slams the brakes, nothing works, the crackhead is still hanging on for dear life. floors it, he does, but he didn't escape the fumes and now his eyesight is getting blurry, and he can't see the telephone pole behind the crackhead, and *BOOM*. threw the crackhead 30 feet, totalled the car, and had to buy a new can of bear mace.
he tells the story way better than i.