That's quite a story. I am actually wondering if it is not one of your tall-tales. It reads like one.
It reminded me of the time I got so drunk, celebrating with some college friends that we had past a tough sophomore course, that I did not remember anything from the previous night. I was only warned to avoid a certain twin girl who lived in the same building where we rented an apartment and who was a karate champion. Allegedly I had spat on her from the second floor as she was passing. To this day I avoid that woman and I have never been able to confirm that story.