POSSESSED frontman Jeff Becerra shared a video of him taking a few steps at what appears to be a physical therapy facility or a hospital, and he included the following message: I walked again! I walked again for the first time in over 30 years with the help of robotic legs #jeffbecerra #possessed #possessedband #rewalk #rewalkrobotics #smallmiracles.”
IN 1989, Becerra was the victim of a failed armed robbery attempt, subsequently leaving him paralyzed from the chest down.
In a 2019 interview with The Underground Metal Gamer, Becerra discussed recovery process after being shot by two masked gunman. “I’ve been in a wheelchair longer than I’ve been walking. It’s my normal. It wasn’t so much of an accident — I got shot by two different guns in a robbery. I was doing concrete construction. I worked something like 13 hours that day. I stopped to get a pack of Camels [cigarettes] and I guess I flashed a hundred [dollar bill] and on the way out, two guys in hoods, little ninja guys came running up with guns: ‘Give me all of your f*cking money.’ I kind of resisted; I should have just given them the money, but I was f*cked, I was cornered.
“It’s not the first time I had a gun pointed at me and I knew they meant business. We scuffled, there was no way out of it and I ended up getting shot a couple of times. The first guy pushed a 9-millimeter to my chest [points to bullet hole]. It broke through the ribs and shattered the lungs and stuck on in the spine, so I still have a 9-millimeter slug stuck on the vertebrate T3. I think the second guy was covering me from about 15 feet away, so there was nowhere to run. It was more like a knee-jerk reaction because the first shot was ‘pow!’ and right after, ‘pow!'”
“I kind of foresaw that,” he continued. “I put my hand up in a defensive mode. It didn’t matter. The 22-caliber would have hit me in the forehead, but instead it clipped my finger off backward. You can see how it’s still bent. It was like that [shows finger], but we did a bunch of rehab in the spring, so that clicked off and that was squirting out blood like some Monty Python thing. I pinched my armpit and tourniqueted it and played dead. [The shooter] came up to my forehead and his gun jammed and he was slapping the side of his gun and trying to pull the trigger to finish the job. I guess they just panicked and as they ran off, his gun un-jammed and they were just firing over their shoulders: ‘Pow! Pow! Pow!’ all these bullets were hitting around me and I was like ‘Oh, f*ck!’ Then I scooted and hid under this Volvo, just playing dead for about 45 minutes.
“This little girl came by and she obviously was a drug addict, kind of a crackhead girl and I was, like, ‘Hey, you got to call 911.’ She said ‘I can’t. I live here. These guys will f*ck me up.’ I said ‘I’ll give you ten bucks.’ She said ‘Ten bucks?’ I reached in with my good hand, gave her a bloody ten-dollar bill and about 45 minutes later, one solo cop came up and he was like, he couldn’t have been more than 21, 23 years old. He was, like, ‘This is my first solo! I’m freaking out. I can’t believe this is happening.’ I said, ‘Call an ambulance.’ He was, like, ‘Oh, yeah…’ That was the first time I was glad to see the police. He just kind of covered me until the ambulance came and that was it.”