Some of you guys may already know this, but late Saturday night in the parking log of my apartment complex I was assaulted by three guys on fixed-gear bikes.
I had to do a four-hour DJ gig that night at a bar in midtown full of young professionals, so I got back to my apartment (sampson street, studio disco, old fourth ward) at maybe 330 or 4am.
As I tried to turn into my parking lot, there were a group of guys drinking and doing trackstands etc. in my parking lot. It took a long minute or two for them to move so that I could get to my parking spot 50ft. away from where they were. Evidently I grazed one of them. I didn't feel anything as I rode by them, but when I parked my car I was surrounded by guys bashing out my windows/headlights/mirror etc. When I got out of the car I was then attacked, and the individuals demanded money from me. At this point I didn't even know I hit anyone- I thought these guys were just robbers. I took a few punches from the guys before realizing what was going on.
Serious props to the guy that HIT ME IN THE HEAD WITH A U-LOCK as I tried to head around the corner of my building.
I mean, I'm 6 ft 130 pounds. Surely you and your friends must have been intimidated by my size and felt you needed to even the playing field by swinging on me with the U-Lock. People are always scared of my immense physical presence.
To the guy I grazed with my ride at 5mph: Seriously- I'm sorry. You may not know this, buddy, but I ride my own bikes multiple times a day here in the city. Done tons of races/alleycats/parties/Critical Masses. I know how it feels when a dumbass dude in a car fucks your shit up. But c'mon bro. I was going like 5mph in my apartment parking lot.
Your bike couldn't have been that messed up because you rode it away from the scene.
If you had just come up to me like a regular human being we could have walked over to my apt door, had a few PBRs and figured something out. But no, you and your bros had to solve your problems like frat boys.
All week I've been waking up with splitting headaches. I can't go to my day job and my car and face is seriously fucked up. Through the help of a few people that were there I've been able to piece together more about this including the identities of some of the people involved (thanks MySpace!)
Again- I'm not mad at cyclists or fixed-gear riders or Atlanta in general...i know too many people involved in the Atlanta bicycle community that are the most amazing folks...this is not me hating here at all.
I just wanted to let everyone on here know about this, and if you have any information feel free to email me on here.
kellen crosby aka dj black dominoes