My good friend and I used to have a house in a residential area on the edge of a small city. He was in jail, so I was the sole tenant. Occasionally I would wake up in the middle of the night and step out on the back door stairs, and smoke a cig or whatever, usually butt ass naked (male). There is a small street that runs alongside the back of the house at the end of the main road, but the area is pretty much dead in the middle of the morning, so I never had an issue, plus the neighbors were gone to Texas 90% of the time so didn't have to worry about them. One morning about 3 a.m, woke up took a leak, stepped on the back steps to smoke an L. Nothing out of the ordinary, enjoying a nice buzz. Out of nowhere this guy comes oncoming towards me out of nowhere, arguing with his S/O or someone. All I can do is cross my legs and freeze. He looks at me, and then about that time the person he was arguing with blows a stop sign, guns the car straight towards him which now he's in my yard, he says "FY bitch" gets in the car, and they drive away. One of the wierdest moments I've had in the bare.