Purchased a house and decided to check out the attic. Deep towards the far end I noticed this huge machete I was like, holy shit, jason is up here and gonna kill me! I finally pick it up but managed to break the black strap while taking the machete out I spoke with the neighbor and he advised me the the owner was in Vietnam. He kept to himself and when the neighbor asked what he did in 'nam. He reply was, "I did my job" and never wanted to talk about what he did. I'm still not convinced it could be tied to him but you never know. This shit is fucking scary, When I swing the machete, the weight is perfectly balance for hard hits. The weight transfered dramatically on the "slash" effect due to the shape.