I used to get bullied a lot, being really small and skinny and quiet and super shy. When I was in 8th grade this one kid would was real into giving me a hard time for some reason. I always wore this baseball cap that my dad gave me, and he would snack the brim to make it fall off, grab it and throw it, stuff like that. I'd ride my bmx bike home and he would often sit on a fence that was next to the sidewalk that was on my way home. As I'd ride by, he'd flip the hat off my head, yell insults, throw stuff at me, stupid stuff. One day as I was riding my bike along that route, a couple of friends were with him and he jumped off the fence to stand in front of me. In the moment I'd decided I'd had enough. So I slowed down a little, hopped off to the left of my bike, took a step and swung it around by the handlebars with everything I had. The bike knocked him off the sidewalk and into the street. A car screeched its brakes and swerved to avoid running him over, but really it was the driver panicking and being super careful, I don't think he would have hit the kid. Either way, good on the driver for being alert. The sound of the car screeching and how quickly it swerved and slowed down made the situation seem really dangerous. I practically shit myself, thinking I almost caused the kid to get run over and possibly killed. I hopped on my bike and rode past as the driver pulled over. One if the kids friends just yelled the F word and the other one said "Holy shit!" when it looked like he was going to get run over. A few minutes later the driver sped ahead of me and pulled over, rolled down his window and yelled that I should be more careful and called me a little shit. I said "I'm sorry, he bullies me a lot and those three guys were waiting to kick my ass and I didn't see you." He said he should call the cops and then drove away. I never heard from the cops, and that kid left me alone after that. So maybe that wasn't a fight per se, but it was a situation that scared the hell out of me in the moment. It felt really crazy at the time, and for awhile I felt realy nad that I could have gotten that kid hurt really bad. Even now, just remembering it gets my adrenaline pumping lol.