Luck can seem like such an ephemeral thing untilsomething happensthat leaves such a lasting impression that you perhaps stay up at night, wondering what could have happened. Near death experiences are, perhaps, the pinnacle of this feeling.
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I lived in the attic of apartment of an old Victorian house. I kept hearing noises in the walls until one night I woke up to a room full of bats. Needless to say I didn’t want to live in an apartment infested with bats - so some friends of mine said I could live in their extra room. I moved really quickly because, bats. Ugh. Anyway, 2 days later the entire old Victorian house went up in flames and burned to the ground. I thought, whew, got outta there just in time. But that wasn’t the end of it. A few days after that some detectives showed up on campus where I had class and asked to speak with me. They started asking me all these questions about whether or not I knew this guy who lived in the basement of the old house. I explained that I may have said ’hi’ in passing a few times, but that was it. Well, it turns out that the guy was obsessed with me - moved into the basement of the building because I lived there - and he freaked out and SET THE FIRE when I left because he didn’t know where I went. I had NO IDEA. They found a bunch of pictures of me and all kinds of creepy s**t in his belongings. Luckily no one was hurt in the fire and he went to prison for arson (which carries a stiffer penalty than stalking- smh).I love bats now. Bats are my friends. Thank you, bats.
Cancer Stage 4 Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia.Doctors told my parents I had a 1% chance of survival over the next 6 months and basically to prepare for my funeral.Well little ol me probably sold my soul to the devil because I beat the s**t here 30+years later and went from a blonde haired kid to a red haired adult (hence the sold soul)
On an island called Cat Cay in the Bahamas, there is an area called the Flats, where the tide rolls out extremely fast for a mile. You can walk on the sand and find incredible things (sand dollars, crabs, shells). The water moves out so fast, fish are lying on the sand still alive.The tide comes back in just as fast. Like a tsunami of water. I was 8, out there with my mom. She forgot that day was daylight savings time and misjudged. Thought we had another hour. The water came in and we started running. But before we knew it, we were up to our necks and the suction out to sea was so strong, it ripped off both our water shoes and her shirt. She carried me on her back, one step at a time, staying completely calm. The water was up to her ears.When we got to shore, we both lied on the beach completed exhausted. She could barely walk.Moms are incredible.
Three times come to mind for me.First - drunk driver going 100mph+ hit my vehicle. They were coming down the wrong side of the highway that late evening. I swerved and woke up in the floor of my truck.Second - working in a restaurant, glasses straight out of the dishwasher. Grabbed two out of the rack for a table, and one sheared at the base, fell and hit my wrist. 3 tourniquets at different spots on my arm later, they were able to stop the bleeding. I was wearing a watch with a metal band, and that stopped the glass from cutting further.Third - found out I had Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. Dr said another 2-3 months without treatment, and I’d have been dead. Finished chemo last month and in remission.Anyone know a good gift for their guardian angel? Mine has been working overtime…
I attended a meeting in the south tower of the World Trade Center on Monday, September 10, 2001. That meeting had originally been scheduled for the following day.
My frat bro’s mom was in the Chi Omega house at FSU in 1979. Ted Bundy broke into the house while they were sleeping and killed the two girls in the room across the hall from hers and seriously beat up two other women. She had to testify at his trial. What saved her? She locked her door.
Was 16 in Bermuda, riding my moped into town when I came up to a bus stopped at a red light. I came to a stop, and then, as is tradition, I scooted around the bus to be at the front of the traffic. No more than 10 seconds later a second bus plowed into the back of first bus at 30-40 mph. I would have been pancaked, no question.Apparently the second bus driver had had a medical event, and lost consciousness. I just sat on the side of the road for 30 minutes and looked at the trees, contemplating my mortality.
One time i went on a blind date with a guy and everything went great. We wanted to go to his apartment but suddenly my mother called me that my dad is in the hospital so i left my date there and rushed to the hospital. After that i didnt hear from the guy but few weeks later the police knocked on my door and i needed to go to the station because they wanted to ask some questions about my date. Turned out he already r*ped 4 girls and one of them died after they met.
Back in the year of 2000, 7 year old me and friends were outside exploring. That days location happened to be a power station. Older 9y boy lost his life on top of a machine, electricity burned a hole through him. I lost both my hands trying to climb up and help him. Amputated below my elbows.Power entered both arms, excited in armpit one side, neck other side. Power never went through my chest or I’d be dead aswell.
I’ll try to make a long story short. My ex-wife and her boyfriend she had behind my back tried to hire someone to kill me so that she could have my life insurance and there wouldn’t be a custody battle over our daughter like there would be if she just left me. Luckily for me, the guy they hired to do the job was an undercover deputy working a completely unrelated case against the d**g selling gang her boyfriend belonged to.Yeah. . .finding out about all this was a nice surprise. I had absolutely no clue.The boyfriend got 10 years because the gun he gave the deputy to kill me with was stolen, and he had other stuff related to the gang on him. She got 5 years for conspiracy and was released after 3.
Being born at 26 weeks. Doctors gave me a 10% chance of survival and somehow I beat the 90% odds against me.
My only example…We went to party at Paul Smith college, my friend’s favorite cousin was a student there. Bonfire, booze, and someone had the bright idea to bring out a snowmobile.I was gonna ride on it but had to go to the bathroom. I guess I took too long because he asked a different girl to ride with him. She did.They were both killed like 2 minutes later.It was traumatizing.It blew my mind for a long time. Had I just held my pee in, I’m the one currently in a coffin instead of Kristine.
I was at the Boston Marathon, watching my sister run the race. I’m from the west coast and there’s this incredible hot chocolate place that they only have on the east coast (Max Brenner - so good). I told my husband and brother in law that I wanted to go there and then we could watch her finish the race since it was next to the finish line. We were a block away when my BIL checked her location and we realized we would miss her if we didn’t watch right then. We cheered her on and then 45 seconds later the bomb went off right next to Max Brenner. Basically my sister’s race time saved us from being at the center of the attack.
I was at an indoor shooting range testing a potato cannon (don’t ask). I was leaning against the stall wall with my hand behind my head while my buddy took a shot with it. Suddenly, I felt a pinch/burn sensation on my wrist. I took a look at my arm to see blood streaming from a half inch deep hole on my wrist. The idiot in the stall next to me wasn’t sure if his handgun was empty, so he did the most logical thing. He pointed it at the stall wall and pulled the trigger. The bullet grazed my wrist, about 3 inches from my head. That’s the only time I’ve ever seen an RSO tackle someone.
Sudden Cardiac Death at work. Co-worker gave me CPR, paramedics got my heart beating again. 5% survival rate.I ate a lot more ice cream once I was healthy, again.
I was in the passenger seat of my dad’s small sports car (low to the ground) when a crowbar came off a work truck in front of us and flew into the windshield of our car. Somehow it stopped a few inches away from my face and I luckily happened to be looking down, which meant all the glass that would have ended up on my face was all in my hair instead. I always think about how lucky I was, I can’t explain why that crowbar stopped half in and half out of the car. Crazy to think that if it didn’t stop it would have hit me square in the forehead.
Street light collapsed on me (my neck) and onto the face of the girl in front of me on a 5th grade field trip. I was surprisingly fine, while the girl in front of me got helicoptered out. She made a full recovery though!
The guy who set fire to my house used lighter fluid on a wet mattress he found behind the house. It’s because he used the wet mattress that the fire spread slow enough for us to wake up, see the smoke, and call the fire department. Fire department told us that, had the mattress been dry, we’d be dead because he put it up against the side of the house with the gas line. So not just burnt to death, confetti’d. I guess I’m thankful for the stupidity of cr*ck heads.
Did not inherit the genetic mutation that caused both of my siblings to have a cardiac arrest at 30… it was a 50/50 chance.
Worked at my local mall while in college. I’ve always prided myself on never being late. I was going in early to go to my bank which was at the main entrance. Series of ridiculous events began to happen and I found myself running late, which really frustrated me-again, rarely, if ever happened. I drove quickly to find police cars, flying past me. As I approached the mall, I saw the cops swarming the main entrance, where I was headed. A woman had entered the main entrance with a rifle began shooting as she entered, continued as she walked through the mall. She killed 3, wounded 7, some critically. No doubt I would have been in the line of fire had I not been late. She spent decades in jail and was recently released.
Tornado passed over my car on the freeway in Texas.
2nd day in Iraq, mortar landed about 100 feet from me. Closer would have been bad. Last day in Iraq, mortar landed 20 feet from a bunch of us, was a dud.
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In the realm of uncertainty, luck often carries with it an air of unpredictability. Just as luck plays a huge part in near-death experiences, so too does knowledge when one embarks on quizzing adventures.If you’re looking to test your wits and perhaps gain some new insights while having fun, consider exploring thecartoon universe.
In the realm of uncertainty, luck often carries with it an air of unpredictability. Just as luck plays a huge part in near-death experiences, so too does knowledge when one embarks on quizzing adventures.
If you’re looking to test your wits and perhaps gain some new insights while having fun, consider exploring thecartoon universe.
While going 100+mph on a motorcycle, I went in-between 2 deer bounding across the street. I fortunately didn’t have any time to react or I would’ve surely hit the second one. Instead I just eased off the throttle to a stop, and took a few minutes to breathe and think about how bad that all could’ve gone.
Got admitted to the ER after my potassium levels tested low. They gave me an IV and a couple pills, and then kept me in the hospital a couple days until I was at a normal level and were sure that the medication I was on wasn’t lowering that significantly.The next day, when the doctor came to check on me, he said he did not know anyone with such low potassium in their bloodwork that was still alive.
Walking through a dutch town at old years eve, loud bang and 15 cm next to my head a large metal traffic sign stuck in the wall which somebody blew off a pole 25 meters away.On a holiday with a huge hangover me and a friend decided to swim to the pizzeria on the other side of a 3km wide lake. Halfway we both were completely exhausted and very much undercooled with large purple spots appearing on our bodies. And when we started to be convinced that we’d die a random tourist in a small fishing boat appeared and took us in.Falling 9 meters down at work, but landed in the only sandpile due to construction works on for the rest a concrete floor.Sliding with the bike on a wet road and went under a bus from the side and came out in the back without hitting anything.I should be dead..
Like 12 years old, the main power line from our house to the street power pole caught on fire from a squirrel chewing on it. I saw the fire, parents not home, so I get a cup of water and try throwing it up to the power line to put the fire out. I did this a few times and I couldn’t get the water high enough to reach the fire so I called 911 and they made it there within like 10 min. The fire man said I’m lucky the water never made it up there because the current could have traveled back down to me and caused a cardiac arrest. I still think about that from time to time. I wonder why no one cared there was three children home alone all under the age of 12 at 11 on a school day.
Left the gas on when I was little making eggs. My stepfather came back early one day from work. He never did that. Chances are I would have either blown up or died from poisoning.
Brain inflammation, “Brain on Fire”, due to medication reaction in my brain ( Lyrica + Prednisone). Went untreated for 10 months led to a week of 4 NDE’s, multiple different hospital misdiagnosis issues, and at least a 4 year recovery period. When finally diagnosed the Dr’s gave my family no hope of a recovery. None. Today I am healthier than ever and offer this - NEVER GIVE UP, NEVER STOP BELIEVING.
This was years ago but I still get shivers over it. I was in the Army deployed to the Gulf. We had a short hump back of about 20 kicks but I had hurt my knee the previous day falling of a 113 trying to pee on someone (separate story) Anyway they needed someone to drive a deuce and a half full of water bottles to another unit, offload and take all their trash.I volunteer just to get out of the road march. Make the drive and start the swapping process. Get finished and the other guys truck is full of boxes of water and mine trash bags. I’m completely full but there is one bag left. He tried and tried to get it in but there was just no room so I told him dude you just have to keep that one. He tossed it in the back of his and we started to leave.About 10 seconds after we pull away we heard and felt the explosion. We are fine but the other truck is just mangled. Turns out some asshat had picked up what we guess was a bomblet from a cluster bomb and put it in the trash. It was in that last bag. The other two guys in the truck were pretty shaken but the water absorbed most of the blast. Had that last bag made it on my truck I wouldn’t be here today.
I was in a train crash. Really badly wounded as I nearly lost both my legs on the spot, both leg arteries broken, almost bled out.I didn’t know that, but apparently during emergencies such as this the responders have to walk through the wreckage and identify people who are done for and those who are worth trying to save. While it totally makes sense it still feels pretty weird that in the condition I was I was probably worth saving just because I was young and fairly fit and healthy at the time, and that a different person could have come to a different conclusion.
A wave turned me over while I was about to drown after breaking my neck at the beach. 0/10 experience ♿️♿️
Car accident Moped vs OldsmobileI was the moped driver. Straight road car turns from the oncoming lane across traffic. Being a new ish motorcycle driver (moped) I knew enough to know I was fd. But instead of putting it down or turning or anything, I took my hands off the steering and wrapped my head as I impacted (no helmet) inverting both knees on the handlebars, breaking the key off inside My right knee, and dislocation of my right shoulder as I spun into the windshield shattering The windshield, and dislocating my hip on the concrete.My ignorance saved my life. A seasoned rider would have put the bike down and likely been run over. And my taking the hands off the steering saved my fingers, saved my head and neck (to an extent) and the shoulder (my right was the arm that wrapped my head first and the impact dislocation it would have been my head if I hadn’t.Impact speed was 50 miles per hour. Not a single bone broken but permanently fd my back. And realistically, I should be dead.
Was supposed to be in the movie theatre in 2012 in Aurora. My wife and I had gone to the midnight showing of Dark Knight in 2008 at the same theatre. So when Rises was going to come out we wanted to do the same. I’m a huge Batman fan. At the time though I was starting my shift at work at 7am. So I couldn’t see myself going to a midnight show and only getting a few hours of sleep. We decided not to go.
My grandfather was a navigator for B52 over Europe in WW2. Completed 18 missions when the war ended. Was scheduled for a flight back to England from France a month later to catch his boat back home. He got too drunk the night before and missed his plane. The plane and crew crashed in the ocean and they all died. Unfortunately used that as his excuse to be a drunk for the rest of his life.
Semi took the entire side of the car off except my seat. I’m in a passenger seat, and a semi rips the door off, and I’m not even jostled.
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Not death, but I did escape a kidnapping attempt when I was 9. It was Halloween night and I was walking home from trick or treating with my friends down a neighborhood road. I noticed a van tailing me a bit, but as I was 9, I didn’t think much of it. Then the van stopped next to me and shined an extremely bright light in my face to where I couldn’t see anything. I stood there for a moment confused, but then a voice in my head said “RUN”. I bolted into a field in my neighborhood that had tall grass just as someone was grabbing my arm.I never even told my parents. I just went home and ate my candy. This might be the first time I ever talked about tbh. Again not death related though, but it could have led to that.
Believe it or not but a big stone flower pot thing fell just an inch behind me from above when I was walking in the ancient town of Split, Croatia. First I heard the noise, then I saw my sister en my mom looking at me in shock. And then when I realized what happened and how if I had walked half a second slower I would have probably died or at least sever brain injury that would’ve required surgery. I actually started crying right there no idea why I guess it was more of a delayed startled reaction and tears were the outlet lol obviously physically I was completely fine but I when think back on it it really changed my outlook on life and death and how it can suddenly all be over because of nothing more than a freak accident.
Was a student pilot in high school and was supposed to fly one Saturday morning. Was lazy and hit snooze, got to the airport late and my instructor said I was too late to fly.The student in the time slot after me took off in the same plane I would have flown and the engine failed on take off.
My abuser choked me past unconsciousness, presumably until my heart stopped. Then, I guess he realized he didn’t want to lose his plaything or go to jail, so he decided to try to revive me with CPR. Somehow, it worked. I woke up with him pumping my heart with his hands. I never went to the hospital.I don’t know if my heart fully stopped or not, but the fact that I survived that — and his many other horrors — isn’t just luck. It’s a miracle. One that I used to regret, but I am now very grateful for.
Parked my car on my slanted unshoveled driveway like a lazy moron.Sat in it for a minute, it stayed put. Walked outside, walked behind it (downhill), and literally a half second after i was out from behind it, all 4500 lbs of it slid right past me. Would have pinned me between the bumper and street for sure.Now, I street park on level ground, shovel, salt, park, wait in the car, then only walk uphill to go around it.
Driving at night on a dark, small backroad, trees on both sides. With me were three ladies, who were just telling me that these roads were so dangerous, because this time of year farmers come bolting down roads with their heavy -“who needs lights, YOLO”- machinery.In the corner of my eye, between the trees, I see a little reflector. The reflector is low to the ground, but suddenly I realize it is moving towards the road I am on, and I brake the car in a reflex. Next thing I know I have to brake completely, because this gigantic dark unlit tractor-trailer turns on the road in a hurry. Nobody in the car realized it was there, and we were all scanning that side road, as we were just talking about the danger. If I would have continued driving, I would have driven the car into that thing without knowing what happened to me.It reminds me of my colleagues in Africa, who keep telling me I should stop worrying about the trucks you can see coming towards you, and start worrying about the trucks you cannot see coming your way.
Tyre popped on a major uk motorway, car flipped onto its side and hit the railing, then slid to a halt in the lane of oncoming traffic. Luckily it wasn’t rush hour and the cars behind us all stopped. An hour or two later and it would have been much worse. Us and kids walked away with bruises.
Was on a 1000 mile cycle ride for charity. Made it about 900 miles, as a lorry overtook me through a small village in Scotland there was a hanging cable across the road which caught the top of the driver’s cab on the lorry, The cable was attached to a telegraph or electrical pole (about 250kg) which was ripped out of the ground. Pole came flying past me sideways and smashed into the lorry. Never felt fear like it.
Back when I was a year or two out of high school, I was riding around town with three girlfriends. We were looking for one of our guy friends to see if he wanted to smoke with us. We hadn’t found him yet, and we were sitting at a red light (heading east). The light turned green, and then my friend who was driving said, “oh is that him at the gas station?” We all turn and look to see if it’s him, and then we realized it wasn’t, so my friend starts to go straight - just as a semi, heading north, blows through the red light. If my friend had gone as soon as the light turned green, we would have been t-boned and probably all 4 of us would have died. Definitely the two on the passenger side. I think about that every now and then.
I briefly dozed off while driving late at night one time. I woke up just before a pretty sharp curve in the interstate. If I hadn’t woken up when I did I would have driven straight through the curve and into the Missouri River. I’ve never been a religious person but I sent a little thank you towards the sky that night.
When I was 10, I fell into a deep swamp wearing heavy rubber boots at summer camp. I was a good swimmer, but no match against the weight of the waterlogged boots. I happened to fall in when I was standing right next to the camp counselor. If he hadn’t been right there to immediately haul me out, I almost certainly would have drowned.
This is my close friend’s story that really made me sit and think about life:My friend worked at a county medical examiner’s office where she would often sit at a desk near the front of the room to do paperwork. One day she just up and quit her job because she couldn’t take it anymore (bad environment, plus was a LOT of working with dead bodies).About a week later a coworker’s husband walked in and shot two people- his wife, and the woman sitting at the very desk my friend sat at just a week prior. The woman at the desk died. My friend was almost shot dead at 20 years old. She doesn’t regret quitting that job.
Driving home in the dead of night. New moon, no clouds. Dark as f**k in rural Minnesota. Car in front of me is going 40 in a 55. I get to a straight away and proceed to pass. As I get into the other lane, before I get even with the slow car, I suddenly see an entirely black horse with a black Amish buggy behind it. No lights or reflectors of any kind. Luckily I managed to swirve out of the way and avoid an accident but I thought I was gonna kill them for a second.
Smelled gas in my house after coming home from 3 days away, rushed to kitchen to check the gas stove and switched on the light (as customary) on the way in 😖.It was a very dark kitchen with no windows and it was ingrained to just switch on the light as you went in. V lucky and I realised that the second I did it.
I was just diagnosed with asthma, and only bought my inhaler the day before. I was in work and had such a bad asthma attack that everything around me went black and I said to myself ’This is it’. However, it turns out that I unconsciously searched for my inhaler in my bag and was able to use it in time.None of my colleagues noticed anything strange with me and said that I acted very calmly the whole time. They were just shocked to see me using an inhaler as they didn’t know I had asthma.If I weren’t to pick up my inhaler the day before, the story would’ve been different.Never had an attack like that afterwards.
Not me but my father. He was traveling on biz and a co worker gave him a free upgrade to a full sized sedan instead of the normal sub compact his office would rent. He got into an accident on 7 mile bridge down in the keys same day princess diana got into her accident and died. If it was for the heavier car and upgrade he wouldnt have survived the accident they said.Although ball in the other court, if he was in the sub compact, would he had even been in the same place and time as when that accident occured?
Moose v. compact carThis was five days before Christmas and the roads were icy. I was driving home out on a highway at 50 mph. A moose trotted out from the treeline, I slowled to 40 mph, and then they ran in front of my car. The moose slipped at the last second before my Honda Civic went over them.I made it out uninjured. The damage to my car was on the undercarriage and a puncture to the radiator. The moose didn’t make it. : (I got deer whistles on my car after that incident.
In 2014 I was doing this project of documenting and writing up Canadian Military monuments. I grew up in Ottawa but moved to the GTA and hadn’t been back in a while. There was a Leafs game in Ottawa and I was going to use that as a reason to drive up, stay with a friend and photograph the Cenotaph and Tomb of the Unknown soldier in downtown Ottawa. It was a prefect arrangement because my friend worked at the bank right across the street from the memorial. I was going to drive him to work and do some photography first thing in the morning. Day of my trip, I wake up absolutely sick as f**k. I was unable to even get out of bed. It was so bad. I called my friend and cancelled and just gave him my tickets to the hockey game. The morning I was going to be there, a guy went on a shooting spree and murdered one of the honour guard at the war memorial I was going to visit. The timing of my trip and my driving my friend to work would have put me there at exactly that moment. It took a while for me to reconcile the fact my life could be very different or over if I had not gotten sick that morning. Conversely if I had been there, could I have seen him coming and the outcome would have been different? I don’t know.
I was going to celebrate my sisters birthday, but my family was going away on vacation, so we celebrated one day before I had originally planned to come over. I went to the shopping street in town, and then went to see them. The next day there was a terrorist attack on that street, about the same time I would’ve been there.Although most people survived, there were like 200 cases of PTSD afterwards, and that in itself has been nice to have avoided…
Fell off a roof while fitting a skylight, I stepped onto a hidden access hatch with no hatch lid just a piece of insulation shoved over the hole. Luck would have it the scaffolders had put up a scaffold on that side of the building that day. Instead off falling 12 floors to my death I landed on the scaffold on the 12th and broke my leg.
I was sitting at a stoplight in a convertible when a taxi driver going 100+mph lost control of his vehicle, went into a ditch, and became airborne. His bumper JUST glanced off the left side of my head and my head became mush. If he had been a fraction further to the right, I would have been decapitated.
Last September I was having my first motorcycle class. Driving around the lot in circles, you know. I had never touched a motorbike before in my life. For some reason I lost control, can’t really remember how or why, but next thing I know I was slamming face first into a 53' truck trailer parked at a loading dock.6 broken ribs, face completely split open, broken elbow, broken hands, internal bleeding, you name it. But the thing that saved me is the trailer. If it hadn’t been there, I would have slammed right into a warehouse wall and that probably would have been that.
Finally! My time to shine.A friend and I pulled out of sonic and onto a shoulder of a road with a 60 mph traffic.Before we even could think about what was happening, a damn 18 WHEELER hit us! Side swiped the entire side of the car, so bad that I couldn’t even open the driver side door.I’m even more terrified of driving next to them than I was before, and I think of how close we were to death, if he would have hit us an inch more to the right, he would have probably flipped us/crushed us.
I was a very dumb kid and got into many self inflicted dangerous situations but the one that stuck with me was when i nearly choked to death on a plumb pit. Family had gone out for the day and i decided i did not want to go and just stay in and play games and due to some hardcore lazyness and stupidity instead of spitting out the pits i was swallowing them to save having to deal with them later short story even shorter one of them was way bigger than the rest and it got lodged in my throat and i could not get it out little 12 year old me tripped in a panic towards what was 100% going to be me being found dead in a couple of hours and slammed into the floor with my back, i regained consciousness with my dog licking my face very confused and vowed to never do anything similar again
I was driving on an interstate approaching an interchange where I saw several cop cars racing the wrong way at me down the ramp. I was so focused on where they were going to go and how I could get out of their way that I didn’t see the car that was running from them barreling at me in the left lane. Thankfully I chose the right shoulder and didn’t get in the left lane or I would have been hit head on, I watched in horror behind me as that car ended up crashing into a semi that tried moving to the left shoulder to avoid him. Had I been just a few seconds later or gotten in that lane to avoid the cops that would have been me. As if the crash itself wouldn’t have been bad enough, I was in a tiny early 90s Mazda MX-3 and I know I would have only been wearing a shoulder belt because that car had the automatic seat belts and I didn’t use the lap belt back then. Would have been my last day for sure, no idea what pushed my wheel to the right side but I’m lucky it did!
Had a massive crash on my dh bike, my neck twisted in ways no neck should twist, shattered my very expensive helmet, and ragdolled for a while. My head dislodged a massive rock in the process (all caught on film) I should not have walked away with only a decent concussion.
My first 4 parachute jumps were from 3000ft. But the 5th one, I was with a couple of guys who paid extra to go to 5000 ft. My chute partially failed with the cords wrapped around my ankles. I was going in head first. Due to the rapid spinning the lopsided chute put me thru, I couldn’t use my reserve even though I had tried to deploy it twice. My main finally popped open at 400 ft.Had those 2 guys not taken my flight, my main would not have opened until I was 1600 ft underground. Or something like that.
While I was delivering pizza with DoorDash, a car drove up into the middle of the road. I honked at it as I was barreling down, but it didn’t move, so I swerved around it just in time to avoid crashing.
He mistook me becoming unconscious and pis*ing myself as me dying.
I was boogie boarding in 10-15 foot surf at high tide. Saw a wave I wanted, as did another surfer, and we raced to get priority position and I was late.12 footer crashed on my head and sent me to the bottom; which had happened hundreds of times in my life. But this time, while being tossed like a rag doll underwater, my boogie board and leash had wrapped around my legs twice and pinned my left arm to my side.I couldn’t kick or use my dominant arm to swim but it really didn’t matter as the wave tosses you so much, you don’t know which way is up.The wave was holding me down and since it was high tide, I couldn’t feel the bottom. I was running out of air and beginning to panic… I had suddenly a moment of clarity and said to myself, “if you don’t calm down, you’re gonna die.” I relaxed and let the wave take me.What felt like a split second later, I felt one of my fins on my foot hit sand, “THE BOTTOM!” I rocketed out of the water and took the biggest breath of air that was the saltiest breath of life. I climbed over the boulders overlooking the spot, shaking terribly, not because I was cold but realizing I had survived. I sat there with my board for about 15 minutes, watching some really good waves on a military base called Point Mugu. There was hardly anybody there, 4 of us, at one of the best surf spots on the entire West coast.After calming down, I thought to myself, “the surf is hardly this good and big.” I grabbed my board and launched off the rocks and rode a few more waves as the sun set.
I was working on my car in the garage at night, underneath, taking out the transmission (manual transmission). My work light was c**p, with frayed wires that would sizzle and visibly spark. Since I had to jiggle it a lot, I kept it near me.I got the transmission out and on the floor, and as I was moving it, it snagged and ruptured the fuel line and gas poured out all over me, the sparky light, and floor around me.I have never moved so gingerly, worming my gas-soaked body out from under the car, being careful not to touch the light right next to me, that thankfully did not spark.
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