text:  So you hit the ground, and is it Good Samaritans? Do you use your guardian angel walkie-talkie? How do people discover you? Actually, it was right outside of a biker bar, a bar that was frequented by the Hells Angels. So they had heard the commotion outside, the many fired shots. They ran outside. They turned me over in the street. They said, hey, Curtis, don't die on us.