I Shouldn't Be Alive!! Your Dances With Death. - Page 8

**Bwana** · 05-15-2007, 07:22 AM

Another thread got me thinking about various brushes with death throughout the years. What is the closest you have come to taking a dirt nap, kicking the bucket, cashing in the chips? Did you get hurt, or did it just scare the hell out of you?

I had one incident where I had a car going sideways around a corner at about 100 MPH. (No damage to me or the car) I have been bucked off several horses and landed in strange positions. (Bruises, but no broken bones) I have had an ATV on its side being drug along a pine tree, one sharp branch and I would have been toast. (Very lucky there) I have had guns pulled on me three times, knives twice. (Never shot or stabbed) Hell, I'm just getting warmed up here.

Dances with death, there is going to be some stories out there, lets hear them.

XXXshogunXXX · 07-09-2009, 03:13 PM

I was literally ran over a car when I was 6 years old trying to cross the street. My friend told me to cross and hurry and I didnt look, I was ran over with the car going over my body. If I was ran over by the wheels I wouldve died for sure. My mom took me to a Dr and didnt have a scratch.

To this day I look both ways and run across the street. My friends still think its funny when we barhop around downtown and Im still running to the other side of the street.

KCChiefsMan · 07-09-2009, 03:16 PM

I hit a current and fell down a waterfall when I was about 10 years old. It was kind of high, maybe the height of a 2 story house. I didn't exactly come close to dying, but while I was going down it I thought I could have. Luckily it was deep enough and no rocks at the bottom.

**BigRedChief** · 07-09-2009, 03:25 PM

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Originally Posted by Iowanian

I'm curious what exactly you were prooving with those stunts?

Obviously it was not that you are a quick learner.

There was a far amount of mind altering substances involved in each of them. I did a lot of chit like that when I was traveling the world. Take risks with my life for no other reason than to do something that noone else did or to have some fun. I was a complete and utter fool to risk my life over such trivial things.

ClevelandBronco · 07-09-2009, 03:31 PM

I took a VW Rabbit at 70 mph squarely into the back end of a stationary 18-wheeler. The front end of my car was about 9 inches long. I picked the windshield off of my lap. I was not wearing a seat belt. I walked away. Didn't even see a doctor.

That was the beginning of what I have always called "living my life on borrowed time."

-King- · 07-09-2009, 03:36 PM

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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.

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.

**Bwana** · 07-09-2009, 03:58 PM

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Originally Posted by Dartgod

Did their leader look like this?

Heh, a bit larger and a few more tats.

Groves · 07-09-2009, 05:50 PM

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Originally Posted by sedated

if he had gotten there a 1/2 second later it would have ripped through the driver and passengers instead of the engine.

I think a half second would have given you plenty of time to get through the intersection. It sounds like a real bummer of a serious accident, though.

**Buehler445** · 07-09-2009, 06:05 PM

Eh, I've had a few. Nothing like you crazy ****s though.

The most scary is one of the few times I had an asthma attack. Nothing is scarier than trying as hard as you can to breathe and it just ain't happenin. Sucktastic.

I've driven too fast on several occasions that may or may not should have waxed me. No real significant stories though.

One time, when I was driving like a normal person in my Mom's suburban, I had a dance with death. I was turning left on the highway to go towards my house. I had to stop and wait for an oncoming car. A pickup had stopped behind me. A semi coming behind me had a dumbass attack and decided to PASS THE PICKUP BEHIND ME. Afterwords, the dude in the pickup told me that the oncoming car took the ditch. Anyway, after the car passes, I begin to make my turn. I then hear squealing tires, and I start to turn my head (slow motion of course). I wake up all fuzzy and am covered in the gatorade I had in the cupholder. "The first thing I thought was what the ****, I spilled my...oh ****. I'm in the ditch." The semi had seen me at the last second, locked up his brakes (which I heard) and smashed into the ass end of the suburban. Spun me around 270 and FUBARED the suburban. If it had hit me in the middle or the front of the car, I'd be part of the highway. Pretty farking lucky.

The only other real incident of note was when my dad, uncle and I were hanging wallboard on the ceiling of the shop. Instead of making a giant scaffolding, we used the bucket of the tractor and made a platform sorta thing on it. So we've done all the walls and had 2 panels left to hang on the ceiling. One in the middle, one on the back wall. We start at the back wall. We're hanging this thing, and one of the hydraulic hoses RUPTURES (typically if a hose goes bad, it springs a leak and the shit just settles) when the rupture happens the bucket immediately starts to come down. The platform was longer than the bucket and hit the wall while the bucket was still going down. Buehler445 gracefully swan dives into a faceplant on the hood of the tractor. I hear my dad yelling to get off. The following 2 or 3 seconds seemed like 30 because shit was moving so slow, but I barely managed to get off before the loader crushed me. It may not have killed me, but it would have been damn ugly.

05-15-2007, 07:22 AM
Bwana It's Five O'Clock Somewhere Join Date: Aug 2000 Location: Billings, Montana Casino cash: $2136043647	I Shouldn't Be Alive!! Your Dances With Death. Another thread got me thinking about various brushes with death throughout the years. What is the closest you have come to taking a dirt nap, kicking the bucket, cashing in the chips? Did you get hurt, or did it just scare the hell out of you? I had one incident where I had a car going sideways around a corner at about 100 MPH. (No damage to me or the car) I have been bucked off several horses and landed in strange positions. (Bruises, but no broken bones) I have had an ATV on its side being drug along a pine tree, one sharp branch and I would have been toast. (Very lucky there) I have had guns pulled on me three times, knives twice. (Never shot or stabbed) Hell, I'm just getting warmed up here. Dances with death, there is going to be some stories out there, lets hear them.
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07-09-2009, 03:13 PM	#106
XXXshogunXXX Starter Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: San Diego Casino cash: $10004995	I was literally ran over a car when I was 6 years old trying to cross the street. My friend told me to cross and hurry and I didnt look, I was ran over with the car going over my body. If I was ran over by the wheels I wouldve died for sure. My mom took me to a Dr and didnt have a scratch. To this day I look both ways and run across the street. My friends still think its funny when we barhop around downtown and Im still running to the other side of the street. __________________
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07-09-2009, 03:16 PM	#107
KCChiefsMan AIC Join Date: Oct 2002 Location: West Roxbury, MA Casino cash: $10004900	I hit a current and fell down a waterfall when I was about 10 years old. It was kind of high, maybe the height of a 2 story house. I didn't exactly come close to dying, but while I was going down it I thought I could have. Luckily it was deep enough and no rocks at the bottom.
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07-09-2009, 03:31 PM	#109
ClevelandBronco I'm with the banned. Join Date: Sep 2006 Casino cash: $5658955	I took a VW Rabbit at 70 mph squarely into the back end of a stationary 18-wheeler. The front end of my car was about 9 inches long. I picked the windshield off of my lap. I was not wearing a seat belt. I walked away. Didn't even see a doctor. That was the beginning of what I have always called "living my life on borrowed time."
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07-09-2009, 06:05 PM	#113
Buehler445 Supporter Join Date: Apr 2007 Location: Scott City KS Casino cash: $-1375266	Eh, I've had a few. Nothing like you crazy **s though. The most scary is one of the few times I had an asthma attack. Nothing is scarier than trying as hard as you can to breathe and it just ain't happenin. Sucktastic. I've driven too fast on several occasions that may or may not should have waxed me. No real significant stories though. One time, when I was driving like a normal person in my Mom's suburban, I had a dance with death. I was turning left on the highway to go towards my house. I had to stop and wait for an oncoming car. A pickup had stopped behind me. A semi coming behind me had a dumbass attack and decided to PASS THE PICKUP BEHIND ME. Afterwords, the dude in the pickup told me that the oncoming car took the ditch. Anyway, after the car passes, I begin to make my turn. I then hear squealing tires, and I start to turn my head (slow motion of course). I wake up all fuzzy and am covered in the gatorade I had in the cupholder. "The first thing I thought was what the , I spilled my...oh **. I'm in the ditch." The semi had seen me at the last second, locked up his brakes (which I heard) and smashed into the ass end of the suburban. Spun me around 270 and FUBARED the suburban. If it had hit me in the middle or the front of the car, I'd be part of the highway. Pretty farking lucky. The only other real incident of note was when my dad, uncle and I were hanging wallboard on the ceiling of the shop. Instead of making a giant scaffolding, we used the bucket of the tractor and made a platform sorta thing on it. So we've done all the walls and had 2 panels left to hang on the ceiling. One in the middle, one on the back wall. We start at the back wall. We're hanging this thing, and one of the hydraulic hoses RUPTURES (typically if a hose goes bad, it springs a leak and the shit just settles) when the rupture happens the bucket immediately starts to come down. The platform was longer than the bucket and hit the wall while the bucket was still going down. Buehler445 gracefully swan dives into a faceplant on the hood of the tractor. I hear my dad yelling to get off. The following 2 or 3 seconds seemed like 30 because shit was moving so slow, but I barely managed to get off before the loader crushed me. It may not have killed me, but it would have been damn ugly.
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