Brush With Death?

[bad_roo]

I'm not sure how many goes around I get but I ought to have been finished off a few times by now.

[Baconzoo]

I once talked smack to a guy named "Pube in my Taco" on some user forum. I even went so far as to mock him with a Fat Bastard picture.

I thought for sure that her was going to drive across the state and "Eat Me!" but he turned out to be a real nice guy.

[sea2ski]

I'm not sure how many goes around I get but I ought to have been finished off a few times by now.

How many times were cars involved? Cars have not always been friendly to me since I have been hit by a car, been the passenger in a car that was totalled in an accident and fallen out of moving car because the door unexpectedly opened. I'm not even going to complain about the two times I've been in car when it only had two wheels on the road because I was dumb enough to get in the car with one of my friends who liked to drink and drive.

[Sphinx]

I had a brush with life once.

Luckily it was only a brush.

I still don't have a life.

[splat]

An attempt? It didn't work?

Yeah, Beav, you smartass.

My girlfriend once had to have an emergency hysterectomy.
I hurried to the hospital all worrried and asked the doctor if she was gonna be OK.
He said, "Don't worry, we just took out the babymaker and left the playpen."

[retirwntm]

boomer...i had a somewhat similar, though luckily less visually graphic experience. still seems surreal. IMO, it is good that you share it with others, especially if done respectfully.

trayc...good point reminding boomer that those were people, though i don't think any malice or disrespect was intended on his part. given the level of trauma involved, it is not uncommon to recount the details in a somewhat detached manner. sorry to hear that you were involved so intimately.

on a side note...do you know biola and robin @ pillow cafe (on myrtle)?

[bklyn]

on a side note...do you know biola and robin @ pillow cafe (on myrtle)?

We know each other on a "I'm a 2-3x a month customer" basis.

[retirwntm]

We know each other on a "I'm a 2-3x a month customer" basis.

cool chicas

[schuss]

I've had 4 or 5. None that interesting, just poor decisions or poor circumstances tossing me to the brink and back.

[steve]

I once talked smack to a guy named "Pube in my Taco" on some user forum. I even went so far as to mock him with a Fat Bastard picture.

I thought for sure that her was going to drive across the state and "Eat Me!" but he turned out to be a real nice guy.

naah, you had him all wrong. that guy is a total asshole.

[Telenater]

I'd recommend not playing (head on) tag with a moving school bus while riding a bicycle.

I lost a lot of blood to internal bleeding and a lot of brain cells.

[P_McPoser]

Closest I've come was when I lacerated my spleen, went home thinking I was just bruised, then blacking out and waking up in a pool of vomit I didn't remember making. After a few nights in ICU and a week in the hospital, I was goood to goooooooo, and got to keep my spleen too!

[MeatPuppet]

Beautiful early spring day. I'm cruising along on my bike, enjoying the weather. As I approach an underpass, I notice a dark patch in the shadow under the bridge. I know it's ice that hasn't melted yet. I glance at the speedometer, 80ish mph. The ice patch is 40, or so, feet across. That means less than a half of a second to get across it. No big deal, I've done this before; just drop the throttle to a neutral position, make sure I'm going in a straight line and shoot right across it.

There have been a rash of stories in the news lately about kids dropping rocks off bridges to try to hit cars as they go by. Right as I am going under the underpass, a brick drops off the bridge. The timing is perfect and this thing is going to hit me square in the head. I'm wearing a helmet, but at 80mph, it doesn't really matter. I instinctivly move my head to the right to try to save my nogin. At the last instant, the "brick" sprouts wings and swoops to the side to aviod me. pigeon!

So I hit the ice with my weight shifted to the right. The rear tire begins sliding out to the left(I probably unintentionally gave it some throttle when I shifted my weight) and I am rapidly approaching the pavement on the other side. The front tire is straight but the rear tire is no where near where it should be. I full expect to get thrown, but instead the bike violently snaps back to center with enough force to knock my right leg free of the foot peg and almost took me off the bike. I was able to recover, but I ended up with a very large, black and green bruise running from my groin down to my knee.

I probably wouldn't have died if I had gone down, but I was wearing a helmet, tennis shoes, t-shirt, and shorts. I would look very different from how I do now.

[Humble]

minor OD once, and a few hospital visits for a stomach pump

i guess i was too sloppy to learn anything.

[Crinkle]

i am on my 9th life for sure: being caugh above 13K during a lightning storm, numerous car stories, caught rock face climbing without a rope or skills, same as someone else said, mainly unsmart decsions and quick reflexes have saved my badonkadonk more times than i care to remember. There are about a dozen things that we each have probably done on skis where one wrong turn= depends time. I'd rather not think about it and worry about my next adventure.

intriguing thread