About 15 years ago, I was driving my little Fiat X/19 through Venice, California. All of a sudden, from both sides of the road came bunch of gang-bangers -- all armed with bricks, baseball bats and 2x4s.
I floored it and watched them all jump out of the way (I think I clipped one of 'em). Even an itty bitty car is enough to get the job done.
When I was watching the riots unfold, it never ceased to amaze the me the number of well-meaning idiots that allowed themselves to be put in direct harm by not doing what I did.