“The gang that I’m a part of was best known for its unity. But right now, it was quickly disintegrating, not from forces without, but from within. We were turning our guns on each other. I had already survived two such encounters that could’ve been fatal. Instead, both times I just limped away with a shot to my left leg. I wonder how unlucky can one leg be, to be hit twice with a .357 magnum. But who’s complaining? My left leg is as good as ever and I’m alive to fight another day. Gang life, internal fighting, war within, friend enemies, hand guns, gang wars, gunshot, being shot, close encounters, close call, gang members, gangs, .357 magnum, fire arms, unlucky The gang that I’m a part of was best known for its unity. But right now, it was quickly disintegrating, not from forces without, but from within. We were turning our guns on each other. I had already survived two such encounters that could’ve been fatal. Instead, both times I just limped away with a shot to my left leg. I wonder how unlucky can one leg be, to be hit twice with a .357 magnum. But who’s complaining? My left leg is as good as ever and I’m alive to fight another day.” UnluckyGang MembersGangsGang LifeClose EncountersGunshotWar WithinClose CallGang WarsInternal FightingBeing ShotFire ArmsHand Guns357 MagnumFriend Enemies Book:The Fight of My Life is Wrapped Up in My Father Source: The Fight of My Life is Wrapped Up in My Father