Oh the memories.

The boy in the picture is me, Alex J. Murphy. I think I was around 14 years old when that picture was taken. The girl in the picture is my sister. She's actually my twin.

Man, was it so embarrassing to wear that headgear. Even more embarrassing was when I'd have to walk down the detroit streets on the way to school with my sister. We got a lot attention. Afterall, two freaks is scarier then one.

The kids used to make fun of me. “Metal head” was the term they used the most. Even to this day, as I write this in my forties, hearing the words “metal head” sends a sad chill down my spine. I think the record number of times “metal head” was said to me in one year, by one person, was around 245.

God I hated Clarence Boddicker.

Shortly after the headgear came off, I was playing a game of baseball. I was the pitcher and in the middle of the game I was hit in the knee. The hardball completely shattered my kneecap. I went into surgery and they replaced my knee cap with a metal one. Oh and guess who the batter was? Yup you guessed it, Clarence Boddicker.

And wouldn't ya know, the teasing started all over again.

Kids in my class would try and stick metalic objects to my knee because in most cases, my metal knee would act like a big old magnet and the objects would sometimes stick. Man, did that suck.

In my senior year I got into a car accident. My father had picked me up from a party and apparently at home, before he came to get me, had done more drinking then me. He ended up slamming into a pole. That meant more surgery. I had to get a couple steel rods placed in my back.

Yes, going through airport security was a bitch! haha. After graduating I joined the Detroit police force and things in my life where going good.

Then one day on the job my partner Officer Anne Lewis and I got a call from the dispatcher: Somebody robbed a bank.

My partner and I ended up hot in the pursuit. The chase ended into an abadoned warehouse. My partner stayed behind waiting for backup, as I entered the building alone.

Unfortunately, there were too many of them and backup didn't arrive in time. I was jumped by surprise and taken down. And surprise, surprise. Guess who the leader of the gang was? Yup, you guessed it…

Clarence Boddicker.

Him and his gang ended up beating me up pretty badly.

But I survived!

I actually got the last laugh though. After that surgery (which took FOREVER!) I was able to get back on the force and capture Clarence and put him away for life!

Now who's laughing?

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