“Insulting my workmanship was not a way to get on my better side. Hurt feelings notwithstanding, I decided to take a look at the man with the big mouth and squeaky voice. I took a quick glance over the wall and pulled back to the shelter. Having ascertained that he didn’t have a bazooka aimed in my direction, I stood up and looked down at my tormentor, allowing myself the time for a better evaluation.”