I dunno what sixty nine means but I hope it refers to my years of training and my proven ability to excel at violence. Krav maga + bjj + Colorado state wrestling tournaments+180 lbs of animal = me. This one time my cousin and I left a bar and my we walked out to find my car had been towed.. I sat on the hood of a nearby car and spat on it.. Next thing I heard was WTF get away from my car... Three dudes came at Chris and I one took his shirt off (downtown Hartford 2 am) I walked up dodged a shot popped under and up cracked and dropped homes Chris was tangling W other homie boom I get cracked and go down this dude gets on top of me and put me in a guillotine type hold with my face against his so I just bit him as hard as I could I'll never forget the way he tasted like metal next thing I know I'm covered in blood Rolling on top of him I started cranking him and boom his bitch hit me in the head with her purse I pop up she's like dont hit me I look over and homie I dropped is standing up I run at him he literally starts running away screaming help I turn back dude I bit is up like to were home on leave from the army please don't hurt us.... I said thanks for your service and walked away lol Chris had tossed the dude on the floor and we just walked away it, woke up feeling like I got in a car accident but man was it fun. Luckily there was a shooting infront of 111 (Hartford club) so we got out of there wo law enforcement