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I'm female. Tell your female friends and relatives my story. In my younger years, 😊, I went through a situation late at night when I was coming home from work, on a quiet suburban street, the car ahead of me slammed on its brakes, forcing me to stop suddednly, immediately three young punks ran back to my car and began banging on my closed Windows and screaming for me to open up. The driver stayed in his car. Obviously a threatening situation. I went into some kind of shock. Couldn't move. My drivers side window was coming loose. Then my self defense training kicked in. I looked the guy at my window square in the eyes and I hope my face communicated my resolve to kill him. I reached under my seat and the punks probably figured I was going for a gun. It was my umbrella with a nasty three inch point but they were gone and didn't see it. I was going to jam it in his eye when the window gave. The three guys run back to car ahead of me and the driver reverses and car comes rushing back to my front bumper. They brake just in time, but it's enough to terrify me into not doing anything. They go off while I'm memorizing licence plate. I quickly realized it I had to do it again, I would go into reverse and drive like maniac away, or thru people's yards. Hit reverse and remove myself from immediate danget. I reported license plate to police, two cops came to my family's home and said the car belonged to a local family where kids were trouble but unless I could identify them, they couldn't charge them. I was still in a bit of shock and I had no clear image of their faces, just that they were long haired screaming, so no charges. The police did give us the family's name so my Dad started to talk to their neighbors, everybody said they were bad news, one person claimed they stole and killed their cat out of spite, They said cops wouldn't do anything because no body of cat as evidence. A car began stopping outside our home late at night then driving off. My Mom begged my Dad to let it drop because it was making her sick, so he did. We went to our Justice of Peace and when she began questioning me, I began weeping hysterically. my loss of control surprised me, I hadn't thought it affected me that badly but it did. JP told us same thing police did, so no justice.