Last guy I knew that called himself Jesus got the shit slapped out of him a few weeks later.
He was weeks in the hospital learning to eat and talk and walk again.
Jus' sayin'…
Not me. When the car rolled it blew him out the driver's window–my brother went out the sunroof and landed so hard he severed his aorta.
Again. Jus' sayin' maybe you shouldn't try to claim another's identity and instead, assume your own.