Tonight may have very well been the worst night of my life. I was walking to my aunt’s house around 8ish when a car creeps up next to me. At first I thought they were slowing down as to not splash me with the gutter water.
No.
It seems the scrub in the passenger seat thought it would be cool to cat call me and spout obscenities in spanish. When I ignored him he opened his door and caught a good grip of my collar and shoulder. I fought back. I jabbed that motherfucker in the eyes and scratched the shit out of his face. At that point they sped off leaving my ass on the wet side walk. I’ve never been so scared. I filed a police report and all but in the heat of the moment I didn’t get a license plate.
So ladies/dudes in the San Antonio area: be weary on Vance Jackson between Wurzbach and Huebner.
They were two Hispanic males in their mid? 20’s in a grey/silver older model crown Vic or something similar. I’m no good at cars. Sorry. Please repost if you live in San Antonio.











