It was a while back now. And sometimes when I think about that night I feel ashamed about what I didn't feel then. South Africa has a way of making people hard but still leaving a very twisted sense of humor in tact. Yet when I look around me today I somehow know things will work out. I know we have seen some hard times over here, and we have been at each other over just about everything, I still love this country, it's my home, its where I feel safe even when it feels like its going to hell every other week. So back to that night, I was just entering Sunny Side, walker street, heading towards the IEC building to a small shopping center called Barcleys Square where my dad owned a pub and a coffee shop. About 2 km away something strange catches my eye and 2 men start running, not even a second passes and a shot is fired, i almost pull the steering wheel as I am no longer even looking at the road, I see one man jump a wall and another run up the street. ...