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Didn't believe in the war. Got myself drafted and ended up in the USMC. Going overseas was my last choice and I never wanted to kill anyone.

But damn did it feel good. The first time I shot one was a rush. The real rush came when I injured one and got to finish him off with the knife. Had to do it quickly because the squad was watching.

This attitude of ruthless bloodshed took me far after. Went from selling cars ar Ford to eventually owning one of the biggest dealer networks on the Eastern seaboard until I sold it in 2014.

I told people in public my secret was hard work and persistence and that was a lie. Reality was the blood I drew in Vietnam gave me a taste for killing. And I learned to kill every challenge in life like I did that vietcong which was split open by my knife.