when i was starting out in about 04 i was on a packed Q train this dude gets on with a northface jacket with the hood covering his whole face down to his chin, from dekalb to canal street the dude pulls out a straight up 6 inch kitchen knife and starts doing a giant scratchie on the back conductor window like it was nobodys business. when he was done he turned around with the knife in his hand and slowly put it in his inside jacket pocket like a gangsta with his hood still down to his chin. anyway for some reason i thought it said fisk9 at the time. turns out the f was a lower case R. cool.