When I was about 5 I fell off a zip line about 15 feet up, and the back of my head missed a pile of rocks, I guess I was pretty lucky.
Holy Crap! That Was Close!
- Thread starter Danny Ocean
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Was on the freeway when i got into a car accident in a friends car, some moron hit us from the back and we spun out hit the wall and then slid to the other side of the freeway without anyone hitting us. I think that is the best time my luck ever came through.
i was in a bus crash sitting in the front seat, my friend almost flipped out of his seat through the front window, one of my legs went through one side of the wooden/plastic thing covering the stairs and my other leg was on the other side of it, the metal pole holding it all together was at least 1 inch away from my "private area", that was close... i only had a massive 3 inch gash down my leg but it could have been worse...
This is more of an odd story than luck. I have tendinitis in both of my knees as well as Azhgudshlaughter, or however you spell that. I was walking out of my room and my left leg collapsed as I put all of my weight on it. I fell over and cut the side of my face on the desk and couldn't get back up because of my leg. My leg got better within 5 minutes but I guess I was lucky I didn't smash my face in or blow out my knee.
When I was 5, I passed out at a birthday party and bashed my head open, I was rushed to Hershey Medical and given a CAT scan (I think?). Luckily, when they took it they saw an abnormality with my chest. They took an echo-cardiogram and diagnosed me with an overgrowth of muscle tissue in the left ventricle of my heart. If I had gone undiagnosed and I hadn't received the immediate and necessary surgery from the fine folks at Hershey, I would've died within a month.
This is really cool, it seems like a lot of others have had close calls too.
J.
This is really cool, it seems like a lot of others have had close calls too.
J.
Born 8 weeks early with one defective kidney and built in urinary tract infections. Barely left hospital until I was two. Now I'm fine and fighting fit!
First day I took off work in London was the day of the 7/7 bombings that hit the lines and exact train I'd have most likely been on.
Had the metal crossbar from a soccer/football goal post swing loose and smack me with its corner. This "__" close from fractured skull but apparently have Homer Simpson syndrome (Why me!).
First day I took off work in London was the day of the 7/7 bombings that hit the lines and exact train I'd have most likely been on.
Had the metal crossbar from a soccer/football goal post swing loose and smack me with its corner. This "__" close from fractured skull but apparently have Homer Simpson syndrome (Why me!).
I had none of the above. So I'm pretty lucky.Danny Ocean said:
There's a picture of me when I was 4, ducking under the railing somewhere along the edge of the Grand Canyon, in winter, about to climb down the slippery slope leading to the cliff to get a better look. If that's the sort of thing you were thinking of.
when i was 4 i got my foot caught in the spokes of the motorcycle i was riding with my dads friend. almost tore the thing off.... or at least it felt like it but i tore my achilies tendon and had to learn to walk all over again. im lucky it didn't tear my foot off
i was born 3 months premature, i was the size of a Bic pen \o/ yay for bic pens!
eh... at age 5 i jumped over a counch but fell short and smacked my head against a concrete elephant, i landed on it's head, but somehow the force of it shattered it's back leg...
but oher than that im normal
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eh... at age 5 i jumped over a counch but fell short and smacked my head against a concrete elephant, i landed on it's head, but somehow the force of it shattered it's back leg...
but oher than that im normal
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My laziness saved my life. I was crossing the street to get the mail, and after grabbing it, I looked left (no cars there), then right. Lots of cars were coming from the right, and I waited ages for the line to end. Then, instead of running back up to my house like I often do when it's as cold as it was that day, I felt like being lazy and walking. I suddenly saw something out of the corner of my eye, and dove backwards, literally an inch away from being hit by a huge truck (damn thing was going at 60 mph when my road's speed limit is 30, though it was also my fault for not looking left again after looking right for so long). I heard a horn and the sound of burning rubber, and saw it pull to a stop well past where I had been. If I had taken a longer step across the road, I would definitely not have been able to dive out of the way in time.
What were you doing going 90mph?Danny Ocean said:
My close call: I almost got in a fight with a drunk Chinese guy at a massage parlor in China.
Sounds innocent enough until you realize that I can be jailed for hitting a Chinese national citizen, even if he started it. The Chinese government frowns very heavily about big foreigners like me coming in and wailing on all their citizens.