I got mugged by 5 Persian guys by myself when I was 15. They were all 21-25 at the time. Tried rifling through y pockets, and I pushed the biggest dude as hard as I could and ran. They all followed me, and while I was running I tripped. Grabbed the closest thing I could find for protection, which happened to be a bigass rock.
First dude gets to me, I'm still on the ground...he bends over me, and I swung with the rock and broke his skull open in front of all his buddies...I was on me feet in one second, took a swing at another dude and caught him on the jaw...then I noticed the rest of them are crouched down around their buddy, whose skull was exposed.
I just kept running and they're screaming "you killed him!" at me.
I didn't kill him, and saw them all in court. 2 dudes I hit with the rock ended up doing time. Turns out a guy walking his dogs saw the whole thing, called the cops, and was my star witness that kept me outta jail.
Dude with cracked skull has perms any brAin damage. His family said they were taking me to civil court, but I guess they had no case since that never happend.
They were ALL bigger than me by a long shot. I was scared shitless and just wanted to get away, and I still feel a small amount of guilt for making the one dude a retard. I never wanted to hurt anyone, I just didn't wanna get hurt.