I chose to intentionally hit someone with my car last night

SPEAKING of thugs. The other night during my break at work... around 2:30am... I went to a 24 hr gas station to get some coffee and a pack of cigarettes. It was a stressful night. Coworker tension, another death, general unpleasantness. You get the deal. So I do that. It's really alive for that time of night, which was surprising-- lots of VERY drunk people walking the streets, which apparently was because this is right after all the bars and clubs close in that area. So I finish up at the gas station and leave, but as I'm driving away...

Five or six young punks (late teens early 20's) who were very clearly drunk and MESSED UP surrounded my car in the middle of the street when I was trying to turn at a light and were giving me trouble. One of them had a long blunt object and was making it clear he was putting some serious consideration into smashing one of my windows. They're talking a lot of racial crap. They're black. I'm white. I'm pretty freaked out on the inside, but pretty sure that freaking out on the outside would turn me into a victim pretty damn quick. That whole self-fulfilling prophecy crap. So I don't respond to any of their bullshit, but crack my window and say, "Either you move, or I run you over." This ellicted a wave of crowing and "excitement" as expected, and also as expected most of them moved out of the way. Except for one, who was particularly messed up and aggressive... annnnnd, I hit him with my car. Yeah, I know right. I keep having to repeat that too, "I HIT him with my car...??!?!" Granted, not hard or anything... this was from a standstill, mind you, and I was trying hard not to hurt him, but yet to accelerate fast enough that it was clear I would hurt him. And well... I really would have. He certainly could have gotten out of the way had he wanted to-- he just chose to play chicken and lost. He was fine and all from what I could tell afterwards. It did knock him down, though I think part of that was just cuz he was drunk. He got back up immediately to canter after a little ways and shout some obscenities with his friends amidst their laughter, but yeah... it couldn't have been pleasant. Pretty unfortunate, all and all. Pretty crazy.

Soooo yeah. That's my story. I think now I'm gonna try and forget it ever happened. I just hope no one in the future ever happens to ask me if I've ever hit someone with my car... that'd suck...