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>So I was that rally in Philadelphia, brother. I saw Trump walk on stage and he got a pretty good pop, not as big as me but still pretty good. After a couple minutes I saw something glint in the distance and I looked over to see it better and then I saw that kid with the rifle aiming at Trump. I told police and security to do something but they didn't do jack, brother. Fearing for his life and knowing that time was of the essence, I tore my shirt off and rushed towards the stage. I called out to Trump and then he turned his head. If I was just a millisecond slower, dude... well, thank God the power of Hulkamania and America moved me to get there in time.
