I used to sell insurance in the City and County of San Francisco and I would often go into bad neighborhoods by myself. Not recommended by anyone interested in safety, especially nowadays. I had a red Celica which is a fairly small car. I remember especially one day I returned to my car and was surrounded by black teenagers who started rocking the car back and forth once I was inside. I had no choice but to drive. I locked the doors and just drove slowly forward. I didn’t think anyone would want to get run over and that they would get out of my way and that is what happened.
This was back in the 90s before they perfected their sport I guess.
Hey, they were just messing with you for fun's sake. I did some ride-alongs with a police lieutenant in those bad neighborhoods of SF (also in the 90s). We would stop across the street from the projects and black hoodlums were openly selling drugs across from us. They would smile and wave at us, and continue doing what they were doing.