Over ten years ago, when I lived in Ashville, OH, I drove to Columbus by myself looking for the downtown library. I went down the wrong street and ended up a little east of downtown. These two thugs walking on the sidewalk saw me and yelled something. All I could make out was: "Bla, bla, bla, WHITE BOY!" I never went near that area again.
Later I lived in a house near Avondale and Sullivant. That was an interesting year. I now live in northeast Columbus, it's not too bad, but I'm still amazed my Trans Am hasn't been stolen. We've had older cars broken into and stolen, but they haven't messed with my baby yet.