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I still have this. If approached by thugs I will flash it and say:
“Don't Mess With Me Boys.”
Then I will run like a Cheetah.
I think that will work.
I dunno when, but at some point in his life, my grandpa was a law-man. Not a particularly bad hombre himself, and built like a long-distance runner, I suspect he was a court bailiff.
He did have a way of looking at you that made you obey.
At least I did anyway.


Love the sketch and the idea of running like a cheetah!
Thanks Rowland. The Cheetah thing is more a state of mind than actual physical speed lol!