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Originally Posted by tooge
Leaving an eatery to head to the royals game. Some drunken idiot thinks he is in Nam (thats what he told the court anyways) and thinks I'm VC. He chases me for a couple of hundred yards with his car. I am on foot.I dont know this guy from Adam and dont know why he is after me. Well, after running for my life for about 2 minutes, I am out of energy, and just like in the movies, I trip on the curb going onto the median between two roads. I look up and see two headlights and a bumber a few feet from my head. Next thing I know I am flying through the air about 30 feet. I land only to sit up and see he is still commin for me. He runs me over. One tire goes over my shoulder and rolls me. The next tire (rear) goes over my mid back and spins me a bit. Rear diff hits my head and knocks me pretty silly. Fortunately, a fairly large chunk of my arm was left on his rear bumber underside and they caught him late that night while I was in surgery. Probably shoulda bit it that night, but I guess the big man had more need for me or something like that. Still have major shoulder trouble to this date, 3 surgeries later. Bastard got 90 days in a mental facility for his post traumatic stress syndrome.
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HOLY ****!!! How are you still alive!?!?!? On a side note, since you went through trauma also from this little "incident", if you showed up at his doorstep and beat the living shit out of him, would you be able to say it was caused by Post Traumatic Stress or does that only apply to war vets?
My only real brush with death is a year ago when a friend of a friend of mine got a souped up 5.0 Mustang. 5.0s are fast without the mods so with them, the shit was flying. So anyways, we were at a parking lot one day and he decides to let us see how much power the car got. Being the reerun I am, I get in the car for the ride. We go for about 5 minutes...I swear if we were going in reverse, we would have made the earth go backwards superman style. So we are about to turn back and we get on a side road. This guy FLOORS it, we hit about 90-95 when we hit an oil slick and the car goes rolling in the ditch. None of us were wearing a seatbelts. I should have died because I was in the backseat and about 2 feet behind me was just the biggest damn pipe you have ever seen sticking out of the ground. If we had landed 2 feet back, I would have been a goner. But luckily we landed on nice soft rock
Weird thing though. The three of us SWEAR we crawled out of the side passenger window. I swear on damn near everything thats what we did. We go back like 30 seconds later and the passenger window is rolled all the way up. So how the **** did we get out???
At the end of the day, I had no injuries. I just wasn't able to turn my neck for the next 4-5 days.