I walked out of a pub one night from being out with friends, as I was the designated driver that night and not drinking. I went to the car where a bloke decided he would jump me with a knife. Well, I seen red before this guy knew what he had done, got the knife from him in seconds and stabbed him in the forearm, just to know he was pissing the wrong person off.

He ran, I got in the car a bit shaken, but moved the car to a more well lit area and met my friends at the club down the street. Said nothing about it, just went in and told them I had to have drink. Had two and left it at that, so I could still drive.

I still don't feel sorry for stabbing him in the arm, because he shouldn't have tried to hold me up in the first place. I think he wanted the car, but he didn't get to say much.