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Back when I still lived in Western Kansas we were out at the Lake for Labor Day weekend. My three wheeler was there for everyone to ride. A couple guys came back from riding it and said they were chased so we sent the state wrestling champ over there. Several minutes went by so we piled in a car to go over and check. They were scrapping when we showed up. My buddy (the driver) gets out and I'm in the back seat. As I'm getting out he falls back into me. The dude stabbed him in the jugular, died on the spot.
A bunch of us are yarding on a dead tree branch in a tree to make a fire. It came down and smacked me square in the nose. My nose was down on my lip and it was a compound break. Slight concussion.
We were building an addition on the Portland Airport Parking Structure setting a bunch of steel. I heard someone screaming it's coming down and looked up and seen the connectors running in mid air and the 4 stories of iron all coming down. It killed all 3 of the iron workers and landed up against the crane. I was the crane oiler.
At the coast riding in the sand dunes Turkey Day '03, my buddy sprays me with sand so I'm off chasing him. It was storming and my goggles were covered in sand. I followed him off a 40' widow's peak and my Banshee caught the back of his Polaris ripping the handlebars out of my hands causing me to face plant on the bike. I was wearing all my gear but broke my back shoving a piece of spine into my spinal cord, paralyzed from the waist down.
June of last year, 2 strokes and 5 days in a coma.
I've left out several other (minor) occurances. I can hardly wait for what's next.
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