So, it all started with me, my boyfriend, and my two best friends. So we just got back from a little bar/pub. We are walking down the street. Btw, it's  night maybe around 11 PM. And so we are about a corner away from our house. When we watch a taxi do a complete donut and some guy in the back seat jumps out of the car and take a metal rod and strikes the back of some dudes head. Who, since  i didn't  tell you about the guys who got hit. He was standing next to his bike looking at his phone. Then the taxi pulls out, guy in the back jumps out and he gets hit with a need i remind you, BLOODY METAL ROD! so the male falls over and hits the light pole and we watched for a few minutes, One of my friends call 119 (or 911 for some), but we kept walking away as she called to report the crime. Btw, the taxi pulled away after he got hit. So like WTF! WHAT THE ACTUAL  ! 

anyways, so we get to the end of the street, and he's still on the ground, didn't  get up, didn't  move. So my bf tells me to go back to the house, being the bad- and afraid to walk alone, me and my two friends wlaked back home. Now i am sitting on my bed in my flat/apartment and typing what just happened waiting for mY bf. It currently is 12:34 PM here. Like i said, WTF. 

to lighten to moodm i just hope everything is okay. and the taxi doesn't  come back around and knock my boo out. *cires*