Describe the shark attack. I was out with friends at a surf spot. The shark attacked me from underneath, latched onto my legs, and started swinging back and forth. I stuck my right hand in its mouth—with my left hand, I punched it in the head. It let go, sunk back underwater, and disappeared. I looked over my shoulder and saw my leg completely sliced off—a surgeon couldn’t have done a better job. When I came to, it was a day later. But as soon as I got the stitches and staples taken out of my other leg—I almost lost that leg, too—I was back surfing.