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

**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.

kepp · 05-15-2007, 07:32 AM

I came within about 20 feet of getting plowed under by a train when I was 17. I was "cruising" in the small town where I grew up and didn't look when crossing the tracks...didn't even see the warning lights. I get right in the middle of the crossing, look to my right, and all I could see was the grill of the engine. I about soiled my droors.

Planetman · 05-15-2007, 07:34 AM

I once tugged on Superman's cape, spit into the wind, pulled the mask off the ol' Lone Ranger, but, at the last moment, I came to my senses and decided not to mess around with Jim.

**Bwana** · 05-15-2007, 07:37 AM

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Originally Posted by Planetman

I once tugged on Superman's cape, spit into the wind, pulled the mask off the ol' Lone Ranger, but, at the last moment, I came to my senses and decided not to mess around with Jim.

That's good, because Jim is a bad bad man!

Planetman · 05-15-2007, 07:40 AM

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Originally Posted by Bwana

That's good, because Jim is a bad bad man!

Slim would disagree with you. http://www.lyricsfreak.com/j/jim+cro..._10149470.html

05-15-2007, 07:38 AM

I've had a few brushes, mostly during my idiot youth or during my time serving with Uncle Sam's Misguided Children.

**Skip Towne** · 05-15-2007, 07:41 AM

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Originally Posted by Bwana

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.

Why do people pull weapons on you?

**Bwana** · 05-15-2007, 07:54 AM

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Originally Posted by Skip Towne

Why do people pull weapons on you?

Heh! Various reasons.

Heh! Various reasons.

Guns:

1. One guy had road rage because I had passed him on the Interstate.

2. One guy that owned a hotel accused a bunch of buddies and I of wrecking his screen door to access the hotel hot tub. The guy was drunk and we weren’t even around his hot tub.

3. Don't get liquored up, followed up by walking around downtown with buddies on the way back to the truck flipping hookers crap. That happened when I was 21.

In cases one and two, I was armed and the other person didn't have a clue. In the hot tub incident, I thought I was going to have to drop him.

Knives:

1. I was at a bar and a guy pulled a knife on a friend. I got involved.

2. I was walking into a bar with a girlfriend and some bum got agitated when I told him I wouldn't give him money and pulled one.

Simply Red · 05-15-2007, 01:10 PM

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Originally Posted by Bwana

Heh! Various reasons.

Heh! Various reasons.

Guns:

1. One guy had road rage because I had passed him on the Interstate.

2. One guy that owned a hotel accused a bunch of buddies and I of wrecking his screen door to access the hotel hot tub. The guy was drunk and we weren’t even around his hot tub.

3. Don't get liquored up, followed up by walking around downtown with buddies on the way back to the truck flipping hookers crap. That happened when I was 21.

In cases one and two, I was armed and the other person didn't have a clue. In the hot tub incident, I thought I was going to have to drop him.

Knives:

1. I was at a bar and a guy pulled a knife on a friend. I got involved.

2. I was walking into a bar with a girlfriend and some bum got agitated when I told him I wouldn't give him money and pulled one.

catagorizing?

nice.

**Bwana** · 05-16-2007, 08:16 PM

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Originally Posted by Simply Red

catagorizing?

nice.

Why Thank You. I aim to please.

Hound333 · 05-15-2007, 07:52 AM

Only had a few times. The normal ones when I drove home drunk with friends (in college when i was stupid)

I was sick once and for 20 seconds my airway was closed and couldn't breath. Scared the crap out of me.

Archie F. Swin · 05-15-2007, 07:53 AM

While I was a teen, I was driving home from my girlfriends house at night on a two lane road that intersected a railroad with no signal/barrier. I must have had the stereo up cause I did not near a train whistle. I was going 50-60mph and all I saw was the headlights of a vehicle waiting on the train on the other side. If it hadn't been for that nameless/faceless person I may have died that night. Chances are I would have driven right into that train had they not been there.

wilas101 · 05-15-2007, 07:56 AM

I was at JRTC when it was still at Ft. Chaffee and we were doing a live fire trench clearing exercise. Went through the whole bit... arty popped smoke on the hilltop, engineer detachment breached the triple strand with a bangelor (sp?)... lots of noise and smoke basically.

My fire team was first though the wire so when it was breached I led my guys through, hung a right just as we'd rehearsed, went 50 or so feet and found the trench just as they'd described it and we proceeded to clear. Tossed in grenades, made more noise, entered the trench and cleared a bunker. We were having quite the good time until I got up the the first corner.

I knew something was up because the corner went to the left when everything we'd rehearsed showed it going to the right. I stopped everyone and took a quick look around the corner to figure out where we were when I realized WE weren't all there. As I peeked around the corner I saw a silloute target just down the trench, fire opened up and rounds proceeded past my head.

I ended up getting everyone that was with me pushed back into the bunker we'd just cleared as I screamed into the radio for a cease fire.

Everything got stopped, we re-grouped and tagged onto the end of the clearing force and finshed the objective. We had our after actions review and everyone figured out what went wrong. It turned out the breach was in the wrong location and the amount of smoke on the target when I entered it made it impossible to see so I followed instructions. After half the company went through the breach the smoke had cleared enough to see and someone noticed the entry point wasn't in the right place so they went to it and started clearing toward us instead of staying together.

Then the most typical Army thing happened.

The Brigade commander had been monitoring the radios during the mission and apparently my 4 letter tirade while trying to get a cease fire called wasn't proper radio protocol. So he came up to the objective and proceeded to chew my @ss for my cursing on the radio.

Afterward the Brigade Command Sergeant Major took me aside and told me not to worry about it and that he'd make sure I didn't get in any trouble over it. He said "Had that dumb mother******er been shooting at me I would have shot back as I cussed him on the radio".

So, to make a long story long thats one of my most memorable near death experiences.

Archie F. Swin · 05-15-2007, 08:02 AM

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Originally Posted by wilas101

Then the most typical Army thing happened.

The Brigade commander had been monitoring the radios during the mission and apparently my 4 letter tirade while trying to get a cease fire called wasn't proper radio protocol. So he came up to the objective and proceeded to chew my @ss for my cursing on the radio.

That would have been a good time to engage the PTT button on your radio

**HemiEd** · 05-15-2007, 08:23 AM

Several, but three that I don't mind sharing.

1971, riding a brand new Honda 350 back to work (US Naval Air Station) after lunch and was in a hurry. I was doing about 55, when a Nova made a u-turn, and totaly blocked both of my lanes. Parked cars and oncoming traffic prevented me from escaping. Totalled the bike and broke my back, helmet kept me alive. It was a Bell, with a long gouge the totally went through the helmet from the accident. The driver of the Nova, turned out to be a Navy Steward (philipino) that had rented the car using a Navy forklift drivers license.

I was out in Dodge City, in a club that had a solinoid on the door, rough joint, playing pool. One of the patrons did not like what I was doing, and shot a hand gun off, right behind my head. I made an exit very soon.

I think it was 1977, I ran out the back of a bar (playing pitch) and was hit by a girl driving a VW down the alley.
What saved my life, I had thought about what I would do, in this case many times prior.
As soon as I saw I was going to get hit, I jumped straight up in the air. It happened almost instinctivly, since I had rehearsed it in my mind so many times.
Several witnesses saw me get knocked about 10 feet in the air, and land right next to a 4 inch post sticking out of the ground. I got up, dusted myself off, suit was torn all to hell. The witnesses and the driver went into shock.
I caved in the hood and knocked out the windshield of the VW.
Like and idiot, I did not even go to the doctor. The young lady did get a ticket, the cop told her to quit crying, I was the guy that got hit.

05-15-2007, 07:22 AM	Topic Starter
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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05-15-2007, 07:32 AM	#2
kepp MVP Join Date: Aug 2005 Casino cash: $3519212	I came within about 20 feet of getting plowed under by a train when I was 17. I was "cruising" in the small town where I grew up and didn't look when crossing the tracks...didn't even see the warning lights. I get right in the middle of the crossing, look to my right, and all I could see was the grill of the engine. I about soiled my droors.
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05-15-2007, 07:34 AM	#3
Planetman Superhero Join Date: Jun 2006 Location: Secret Location Casino cash: $10085080	I once tugged on Superman's cape, spit into the wind, pulled the mask off the ol' Lone Ranger, but, at the last moment, I came to my senses and decided not to mess around with Jim.
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05-15-2007, 07:38 AM	#6
Phobia Guest Casino cash: $	I've had a few brushes, mostly during my idiot youth or during my time serving with Uncle Sam's Misguided Children.
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05-15-2007, 07:52 AM	#11
Hound333 Starter Join Date: Jul 2006 Casino cash: $7265392	Only had a few times. The normal ones when I drove home drunk with friends (in college when i was stupid) I was sick once and for 20 seconds my airway was closed and couldn't breath. Scared the crap out of me.
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05-15-2007, 07:53 AM	#12
Archie F. Swin This is the way Join Date: Sep 2000 Location: Wichita Falls, Texas Casino cash: $9975673	While I was a teen, I was driving home from my girlfriends house at night on a two lane road that intersected a railroad with no signal/barrier. I must have had the stereo up cause I did not near a train whistle. I was going 50-60mph and all I saw was the headlights of a vehicle waiting on the train on the other side. If it hadn't been for that nameless/faceless person I may have died that night. Chances are I would have driven right into that train had they not been there. __________________ "No Two People Will Do It The Same, You got It Down...When You Appear to Be In Pain!"
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05-15-2007, 07:56 AM	#13
wilas101 Starter Join Date: Mar 2005 Casino cash: $6279487	I was at JRTC when it was still at Ft. Chaffee and we were doing a live fire trench clearing exercise. Went through the whole bit... arty popped smoke on the hilltop, engineer detachment breached the triple strand with a bangelor (sp?)... lots of noise and smoke basically. My fire team was first though the wire so when it was breached I led my guys through, hung a right just as we'd rehearsed, went 50 or so feet and found the trench just as they'd described it and we proceeded to clear. Tossed in grenades, made more noise, entered the trench and cleared a bunker. We were having quite the good time until I got up the the first corner. I knew something was up because the corner went to the left when everything we'd rehearsed showed it going to the right. I stopped everyone and took a quick look around the corner to figure out where we were when I realized WE weren't all there. As I peeked around the corner I saw a silloute target just down the trench, fire opened up and rounds proceeded past my head. I ended up getting everyone that was with me pushed back into the bunker we'd just cleared as I screamed into the radio for a cease fire. Everything got stopped, we re-grouped and tagged onto the end of the clearing force and finshed the objective. We had our after actions review and everyone figured out what went wrong. It turned out the breach was in the wrong location and the amount of smoke on the target when I entered it made it impossible to see so I followed instructions. After half the company went through the breach the smoke had cleared enough to see and someone noticed the entry point wasn't in the right place so they went to it and started clearing toward us instead of staying together. Then the most typical Army thing happened. The Brigade commander had been monitoring the radios during the mission and apparently my 4 letter tirade while trying to get a cease fire called wasn't proper radio protocol. So he came up to the objective and proceeded to chew my @ss for my cursing on the radio. Afterward the Brigade Command Sergeant Major took me aside and told me not to worry about it and that he'd make sure I didn't get in any trouble over it. He said "Had that dumb mother******er been shooting at me I would have shot back as I cussed him on the radio". So, to make a long story long thats one of my most memorable near death experiences.
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05-15-2007, 08:23 AM	#15
HemiEd Supporter Join Date: Dec 2004 Location: Ozarks Casino cash: $-289436	Several, but three that I don't mind sharing. 1971, riding a brand new Honda 350 back to work (US Naval Air Station) after lunch and was in a hurry. I was doing about 55, when a Nova made a u-turn, and totaly blocked both of my lanes. Parked cars and oncoming traffic prevented me from escaping. Totalled the bike and broke my back, helmet kept me alive. It was a Bell, with a long gouge the totally went through the helmet from the accident. The driver of the Nova, turned out to be a Navy Steward (philipino) that had rented the car using a Navy forklift drivers license. I was out in Dodge City, in a club that had a solinoid on the door, rough joint, playing pool. One of the patrons did not like what I was doing, and shot a hand gun off, right behind my head. I made an exit very soon. I think it was 1977, I ran out the back of a bar (playing pitch) and was hit by a girl driving a VW down the alley. What saved my life, I had thought about what I would do, in this case many times prior. As soon as I saw I was going to get hit, I jumped straight up in the air. It happened almost instinctivly, since I had rehearsed it in my mind so many times. Several witnesses saw me get knocked about 10 feet in the air, and land right next to a 4 inch post sticking out of the ground. I got up, dusted myself off, suit was torn all to hell. The witnesses and the driver went into shock. I caved in the hood and knocked out the windshield of the VW. Like and idiot, I did not even go to the doctor. The young lady did get a ticket, the cop told her to quit crying, I was the guy that got hit.
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