What's the Closest That You've Come to Dying?

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I think almost drowned once in the pool when I was little. But that's about it. Not being able to breathe when you needed to was quite scary.
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When A guy I was riding around with as a young teenager decided out of nowhere to hold his moms cutlass ciera at WOT on a curvy road with several humps in it, Needless to say when we hit the first hump in the road we went airborne through someones yard and struck 2 trees, the first tree ripped of both back wheels and they never found one of them, and then we spun around and hit the second tree head on. All 4 of us walked away without a scratch though. I'd say we were running about 95 mph.
 
Growing up in Florida I saw two people drown...it is still fresh in my mind like it was yesterday...so clear the memories...Once I thought I was a hotshot and paddled into a twenty footer before a storm in Sebastian Inlet...the roar...the light blue turning dark...the white...

The board cut me up a bit...I crawled onto the sand and sat in it...I ---- my shorts...I had to ----...I never told anyone...on the way to the truck my buddy said,"Man that wave almost got your breakfast!"...I didn't say anything I was still breathing hard...I left my ten-foot tall bullet-proof suit on that beach...One day I will go back there for a look...I bet that space suit is still laying there rusting...

And I've met a tom cat who had nine lives...he used them all fussin' and a fightin'...came home one time with a pellet in his head...dad cut it out...he lived every second hard...though he probably has a hundred sons living now...RIP Leonardo
 
When I was younger I used to like riding my bicycle on the sidewalk which you are not supposed to do of course. One day my buddies and me were racing around the block which we have done regularly. As I speed up to turn a corner there was 2 persons walking, I braked (it was coaster brakes). Then skidded suddenly and jumped over the curb almost to oncoming traffic (was red light). They asked if I was okay and I said sorry about that (they were spooked). If the chain came off the bike I would not been able to hit the brakes. Also I don't think I was wearing a helmet at that time.
 
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Too many to count...everything from stupid accidental to foolish accidental ..to someone's malice purposeful.

I've determined that you're given a few "get out of a near death experience in one piece" cards. I think all of mine are used up.
 
When I was about 7, fell off the end of a slide straight onto my tailbone, went into shock and had to be resuscitated (thanks Dad).

about 7 years later was playing one of those early teenage games where I'd ride full tilt down a steep hill, and see how fast I could go around the T intersection at the bottom (they had right of way).

Went faster and faster, until when I found the limit, I was turning partially under the deck of a semi.
 
Once when I was 14 I put a pot of grease on the stove to make french fries, and then forgot about it and took a shower. Came out to find the kitchen up in flames!

When I was 18 I got into a head on collision at 50 mph and amazingly I walked away from the accident! Only had some bruises too.

I figure I've used up 2 of my 9 lives so far.
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On my 18th birthday I was riding my motorcycle when I was run down from behind by a drunk in a Ford Transit.The bike was pushed in front of the van for 1/4 mile,I got my leg from under the bike,stood on it and then climbed onto the front bumper,hanging on by the windscreen wipers.I could see the guys inside the van and they were fighting over the wheel,the driver swerving all over the road to fling me off...the bike was scraped off by the armco.I stayed on the front for another 1/4 mile,then as they slowed at some lights (red of course) and turned - I jumped off backwards and to the side.It was a pretty good jump,I cleared the curb landing on my feet...the momentum made me fall backwards,but I turned it into a backwards handspring,landing on my feet again.

The van speed off and I ran back the other way to my bike.I came across my brother who had been in front of me....he had seen me go past on the front of the van in a shower of sparks.He was looking for my body on the side of the road,sure I was dead.We waved down a taxi and headed for the Cop Shop,my brother was really wired and nearly decked the cabby when he asked for a fare.

While we were in the Cop Shop giving our story a guy rushed in saying they had just killed some guy on a motorcycle.His friend who was driving was holed up at their place with a pistol.My brother looked at me and I gave him a nod - he took to this guy,had him by the throat and was slamming his head into the concrete wall.It took 3 cops to drag him off.

The guy lost his license for 3 years and had a $75 fine....but he was still allowed to drive during the day for his job.I have never had a good opinion of the justice system.

That was in 1971 - I was back on a bike the next day,and haven't stopped riding motorcycles since.
 
i flipped my dads 64 impala 3 times at 55mph, smashed through a 6 inch tree, crumpled the car to a big wad of aluminum foil and i wasnt even wearing a seatbelt. walked away with a sore leg.

i went through hurricane andrew too. its really wild when you see people start to panic because they dont know if they should stay or go, but its too late to leave.

got rear ended while sitting in traffic by a guy doing 60mph. that one really hurt, still does.

was passenger in a friends car when we t boned another car at 75. the other car pulled out in front of us. they were at fault. that one did a number on my stamina. its the first time i truely felt old.

slid my motorcycle down the road at 35mph, in traffic no less! i was in board shorts, t shirt and flip flops and helmet. came away with a very slight road rash on my thigh, and a skinned nearly to the bone ancle. i got up and rode the bike home. man its scary seeing traffic oncomming as youre sliding on wet tarmac. but i was ok in a week.

i had to diffuse a suicidal situation a few times in my life. not near death for me, but i was near someone else's death.
 
Nearly drowned in rapids below falls in river at approx 18. Ex bro-in-law drug me out.

Rolled old IHC Scout 3 times. No seat belt. Was about 23 at the time.

Rode another "roller" over a culvert and 2 flips at 48 when my 14yr. old son was driving on his learners permit. Both got some brusing, no real damage.

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Let's see, in 1988, I totaled a car in a head-on collision in Germany when the Porsche driver that I was passing didn't like it that an American car was overtaking him and he accelerated. I chose poorly hitting the on-coming car instead of just running the Porsche off the road to avoid the head-on.

I also got to experience the German legal system as a US soldier. (You are basically guilty until proven innocent.) They got to the right answer, that I made an error in judgment. However, I was charged with a lot more and had to dis-prove those allegations.

In 1994, I spent 3/4's of that year in the hospital because I had testicular cancer that was quite progressed (stage 2 at least) and had a couple of surgeries and 18 weeks of chemotherapy.
 
A few times, the closest was when I was working maintenance in a small factory. I had locked out the big inertia press to grease it and the bell rang. I went to go eat and the shifts changed (I worked 1/2 of each shift to keep everything up) and the incoming guy to run the press cut my lock off. I came back to grease it, as I was climbing the ladder WHAM, the two big flywheels (about 20 ton) started spinning flinging me and the ladder about twenty feet. Luckily I was where I was when he started it for it had been a few seconds later my arms would of been in the spokes of the flywheel to reach the zerks. I didn't report him for cutting my lock, but believe me when I was done with him he never did it again. The others where just my own young/dumbness.
 
Everyday I get in the truck to do to work.


Not me, but when my stepfather was in his late teens, early 20's, he wrapped his Vette around a few pine trees. No seatbelt. His torso was thrown to the pass side and his legs were crushed by the dash/steering column. He was clinically dead for about a minute. Luckily he fully recovered and our family got to have 10 years with him later in life before he died of a massive heart attack. RIP Big Dave. We love and miss you.
 
Almost drown in a pool full of cubscouts when I was 6/7.

Almost shot myself when I was 11 or 12. 22 shell fell out of my shirt pocket into campfire.

Thought I was dying when I had a kidney stone.

Over 40 years of riding motorcycles with no real near death experiences.

Worked and still work in an industry with the highest number of accidents and fatalities in Canada(there was a documentary on tv last night about it). I have had several close calls and usally get one every couple of years or so. Hoping I can retire unscathed.
 
A couple days after Christmas when I was 14 I woke up with SEVERE pain in my gut. I crawled out of my bedroom and called for my mom. I don't know how she heard me, but she came right out and they rushed me to the hospital. It turned out my appendix was severely inflamed and actually burst while I was in the hospital. There were no prior symptoms, either.

Had it not been for modern medicine, I would have been dead from that. As it was, I spent 5 days in the hospital recovering. 3 of those days I was still in severe pain from the extensive clean-out they had to do because the appendix burst before they got it out.
 
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