Most people recoil from fear. When something ugly and scary jumps at them they step back or turn and run. I learned a long time ago that running will never save you. You’ll only die tired. Me…I step into the big ugly, I get up right in its face, and I punch it with all my might. I head butt it, I scratch it, I use knives and guns and anything else I have at hand. I don’t always win, but I will do whatever it takes to keep from losing. That’s my one rule. There are no rules.