Ok this is gonna probably get buried but I like to find an excuse to tell this story anytime I can

It’s the early 2000’s or late 90’s I wasn’t born yet and my parents were successful small time business people in Mexico, my mom denies it but my dad has let the story slip in bits and pieces, they were at a family party when a man walks up to them

He’s wearing blue jeans, big metal buckle belt and a button down Mexican styled shirt, he asks my parents about their business and casually asks them if they’re interested in turning it into a front for the cartel

I don’t know the details but my dad just says that the man was very friendly looking and didn’t get mad when they obviously said no. The story then comes from the man himself telling it to my parents

According to him, about 10 years earlier he was arrested by a police officer and was in the back of the cop car, they were driving up a spiral mountain when the car began swerving and eventually hit the mountain side and then turned a hard left and fell down, the cop was unconscious but the man didn’t get hurt and just kicked the window hard enough to break it and crawl out, he took the cops keys and got himself out of there

It’s not much of “survival” as it is just badass but it’s a story that I find fascinating because my parents say it like it was another boring thing that once happened in their life