My dad took a wrong turn when we were going to see a basketball game in this bigger city. We ended up on this street where a bunch of guys in tank tops and hanging pants were walking around. It was late at night too and I’ve never been in the hood before where people just stroll around menacingly.. I told my dad to hurry it up, then I catch a guy out of the corner of my eye. He makes eye contact with me, then proceeds to pretend like he’s taking a gun out of his pants, makes the ‘gun finger’ or whatever, and “shoots” at us. I was only like 16 at the time so it scared me shitless, I thought we were about to get shot at. & We were the only car on the street, so it felt especially eerie.