How I survived the “Big Bitch” (25-to-Life) and the death of my Angel. I wasn’t a street thug. I was an engineer who operated on the wrong side of the law. I machined the serial numbers off my .25 Browning with a mill, not a file. I built custom nets to fish cash out of…
Tag: Engineering
You can rob a place with a gun, or you can rob it with a brain. I preferred the brain. I wasn’t a thug. I was a technician. While other guys were lifting weights in the yard, I was studying schematics. My father was a master machinist who taught me that if you can understand…