I did get my bit of revenge once. He was by himself, stopped me while i was on my way to the store, and grabbed my arm, took my money..the usual. So, when he turned around, I saw a big piece of wood in the street with a nail hanging out of it. I picked it up and drove that son of a bitch right into his arm. Then I ran.
My parents really didn't know what to do about him at the time. Pretty much my mom told me, 'learn to take care of yourself, or stay in the house'.