When you're out on your bike, what do you think about?
Killing people, people I want to kill, or people I should kill.
So, uh, who do you want to kill?
Troy Zuccolotto. He's still the number-one person on my list. He was a counselor in the California Youth Authority when I was 15. He was an asshole--all 'roided out. They used to play flag football out in the yard, and he would go in there and just mow over these little stoner kids. Until I got there. I was playing fullback and he was playing middle linebacker. Two of the other guards were watching, but when they looked away, I lowered my shoulder and put him right on his back. He got up and threw the ball at me as hard as he could and broke my nose. It was on. I went after him, and the guards put me in isolation for a month. I promised myself that if I ever saw him again ...