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We were traveling back one time to New York City from Jersey at one o’clock in the morning, and Bob didn’t trust drivers, so he wanted to drive himself from a gig. We pulled behind a dumpster in a shady neighborhood. Bob had to go to the bathroom so bad before we got to the tunnel. I said, ‘Bob, I don’t know if this is a good idea.’ He pulls behind the dumpster to go to the bathroom. And within three seconds, a carload of what looked to me like gang members got out of the car. I’m like, ‘We’re about to get robbed in Jersey City.’.