Post times you should have died ...but didn't.

[ID Bronco]

Let's see.......I drowned and was revived from dead and spent a few days in coma. 7yrs old.

Very near to tumbling 100+ feet to my death while riding motorcycles at 17yrs of age.

Many close calls riding bulls, hooves, horns, etc in unpleasant areas.

Nothing major.

 

[zukgod1]

I used to commute from Lehi to Provo every day.

Try Payson to N SLC daily..
Not that scary

 

[Brett]

a bunch of us were skipping school and drinking. the guy driving had drank way to much. he overcorrected and tried to jump a canal at about 80mph. I was wearing my seat belt as a joke. the rest were not.

And are they still around to talk about this too?

 

[spencurai]

Oh man...when you are addicted to going fast that kind of crap happens a lot!

I turned a CBR600 into its requisite parts in 1996. I went through a barbwire fence and only got a patch of road rash the size of a pie plate and a scratch on my hand the size and shape of an old fashioned nail.

I rolled my quad a year and a half ago at 48mph...when you see 650lbs of four wheeler tumbling after you it makes for an interesting memory. Somehow I got out of that with a cracked pelvis and a limp for 2 months.

I got side swiped going through an intersection by a girl accelerating through a red light because she was late for class. It pushed my explorer sideways three lanes, bent the frame, and totaled the car. I had a come-a-long in the back that went through the side window and was sitting in the lane where I was supposed to be. I ended up in the passenger seat sitting like a normal passenger after I broke the center console off the mounts with my right hip. I had to climb over the broken console to stop my explorer as it went over the curb and into the JR high school parking lot. I had never been in an accident before and I was pretty freaked sure I was gonna die.

OK...so I could have died in all of those incidents but got away with some pretty minor injuries, scratches and bruises. I am a bit lucky that way.

 

[Brad]

Fell 80 feet off a cliff into the Narrows, landed in about 2 feet of water, walked away but shouldn't have.

 

[Cody]

Probably the only two I can think of that I think I was pretty luck...

When I was a kid I was trying to climb the brickyard tower. There are bars every 4 feet or so all the way up, at about 30 feet I heard a noise above me and looked up and the neon tubes a few feet above me had borken and a sharp piece of neon glass hit me right dead center of my glasses. It happened so fast I'm not sure how I held on, but I did and I never tried that **** again.

The closest by far was a few years ago up at Mary's Lake. About 5 of us were up there cliff diving on the far side (mountain side) of the lake in June (still some snow on the banks). there is a little island about 50 yards out. 4 of my friends had swam out to it, and me and another friend were just jumping off the last time and were going to swim out. We got about 1/3 of the way and I was gasping for air (I'm not a good swimmer--not awful--just not great). I started to doggy paddle and looked back to shore thinking "I'll never make it, I should turn back" then the stupid side of my brain ***** slapped responsibility and thought "If i'm the only one that doesn't make it out there I'll never here the end of it". So I decided to keep treading water and eventually I'd get to the island. I made it about another 20 feet and it was all I could do to keep my head above water so I yelled for help. 2 of my friends came after me and got to me at about the last possible second. Thankfully one had some lifegaurd skills and the other is just a freakin fish. they were able to get me back to the island. About 10 feet from the island the guy that left shore the same time as me found a simlar fate and had to be pulled in. So of the 5 of us, only 1 could even stand up. I was vomiting from exaustion, dizzy, couldnt' hardly move. My friend Loaf (the fish) swam his ass to the other side of the lake, find a huge log and pushed it back to the island. The 4 exhausted idiots then piled onto the log and he pushed the log, with us on it, back to shore the shorter way (we then had to walk around the lake barefoot to get our junk). Loaf then swam both lengths of the lake back cause he didn't want to walk.

Pretty crazy.

Brett, I'm surprised you haven't itemized all the times you've talked back to me as near death experiences.

 

[Herzog]

The closest by far was a few years ago up at Mary's Lake.....

Didn't that "Willyswanter" guy on Pirate pass away from a similar scenario? That's scary...

 

[Brett]

Brett, I'm surprised you haven't itemized all the times you've talked back to me as near death experiences.

For you maybe....I just start thinking of ways to "off you."

 

[Cody]

Didn't that "Willyswanter" guy on Pirate pass away from a similar scenario? That's scary...

Yup. I read that and knew EXACTLY what that fealt like. I honestly believe had those guys not made it to me that second, I woudl have been done.

Even now I don't swim far from something that can hold me up. I'm just not confident anymore.

 

[Amy]

This thread sucks

 

[bobmed]

I'd say between 1976 and 1981 about 1 or two times a month
After that I slowed down some to maybe once or twice a year

 

[Cody]

This thread sucks

Hey at least it's not about a family members rediculous assortment of geeky computer parts for gaming.

 

[WayneXJ]

Wow, whats the story Wayne? Ejected or did you stay in the car?

My wife and I were on the way to our honeymoon and a tour bus tried to pull a u-turn through the median in front of me on the interstate. I don't remember much of anything after that except thinking I was having a bad dream. I had my belt on but I was hunched forward between the wheel and the shifter with my arm dangling out the window above me. I guess I'm lucky that the airbag didn't deploy and keep my head up.

 

[Amy]

Hey at least it's not about a family members rediculous assortment of geeky computer parts for gaming.

You dont know what AWESOME is....and I am sorry for that.:-\

 

[Greg]

The closest by far was a few years ago up at Mary's Lake...

A guy I worked with at Super Shops died the same way at Payson Lakes in '94. He had a few too many & they decided to swim across the lake. his 2 buddies made it, he disappeared. Took them a couple days to find his body. :-\ He was a friend & good guy. Drowning deaths suck, glad you make it Cody.

 

[red]

a whole lot but these stick out
1st incident i was 4 years old and was getting back onto the boat after swimming in lake conroe down in Texas. slipped and landed on a 1" long screw that was sticking out of the wood trim. got me behind my left eye, completely severed my temperal artery (one of the main arteries to your brain), that was a bloody mess.

2nd incident that i can think of, hmmm, getting shocked by a 240 volt connection on the top of my head, knocked me off of the ladder into the bath tub. didnt have short term memory for almost 2 months according to my friends/parents.

a couple of close calls on my motorcycle where people didnt see me, one put me underneath an 18 wheeler trailer so i could avoid slamming into the back of their car (cut me off on the freeway when i was doin about 74 and they werent even doing 30mph).

had a dumbass chase me through town with his ford superduty while i was on my old cruiser motorcycle tailgating me, nerve racking to blow through red lights doin 90 in a 45 through town.

sideswiped by a 97 suburban in the 85 2wd nissan pickup i used to have, i was turning left to enter this lady's ranch (was a delivery driver in midland texas). decided to pass me on my left, drivers side front of the truck was roughly 80 yards down the road, i got a mild concussion.

nearly rolled my 4runner when i was offroading up at providence a few weeks ago.

couple other incidents as well.

 

[Brett]

Okay, I'm suprised some of you are still alive and kickin' after reading these stories.

 

[Dominic]

When I was six I slipped and fell into a construction pit (22X26) that was near my house. In the bottom of the pit were big cement footings with 12" of rebar sticking out of them. I fell directly on my side and the bar went through my stomach. It destroyed 10 inches of my colon and grazed the main vein from my heart. I was lifeflighted to primary childrens and everyone assumed I was going to die. The doctor told my parents they better say goodbye to me. When they cut me open the main vein from my heart broke. If they hadn't already been standing over me tools in hand and me opened up I would have bled to death. They removed 10
" of my colon and were able to repair that vein the bar missed my lungs by 1/4". I was in the hospital for 5 days, got 150 staples.

 

[Dominic]

Probably the only two I can think of that I think I was pretty luck...

When I was a kid I was trying to climb the brickyard tower. There are bars every 4 feet or so all the way up, at about 30 feet I heard a noise above me and looked up and the neon tubes a few feet above me had borken and a sharp piece of neon glass hit me right dead center of my glasses. It happened so fast I'm not sure how I held on, but I did and I never tried that **** again.

The closest by far was a few years ago up at Mary's Lake. About 5 of us were up there cliff diving on the far side (mountain side) of the lake in June (still some snow on the banks). there is a little island about 50 yards out. 4 of my friends had swam out to it, and me and another friend were just jumping off the last time and were going to swim out. We got about 1/3 of the way and I was gasping for air (I'm not a good swimmer--not awful--just not great). I started to doggy paddle and looked back to shore thinking "I'll never make it, I should turn back" then the stupid side of my brain ***** slapped responsibility and thought "If i'm the only one that doesn't make it out there I'll never here the end of it". So I decided to keep treading water and eventually I'd get to the island. I made it about another 20 feet and it was all I could do to keep my head above water so I yelled for help. 2 of my friends came after me and got to me at about the last possible second. Thankfully one had some lifegaurd skills and the other is just a freakin fish. they were able to get me back to the island. About 10 feet from the island the guy that left shore the same time as me found a simlar fate and had to be pulled in. So of the 5 of us, only 1 could even stand up. I was vomiting from exaustion, dizzy, couldnt' hardly move. My friend Loaf (the fish) swam his ass to the other side of the lake, find a huge log and pushed it back to the island. The 4 exhausted idiots then piled onto the log and he pushed the log, with us on it, back to shore the shorter way (we then had to walk around the lake barefoot to get our junk). Loaf then swam both lengths of the lake back cause he didn't want to walk.

Pretty crazy.

Brett, I'm surprised you haven't itemized all the times you've talked back to me as near death experiences.

$hit!

 

[projektdotnet]

wow i would chime in but most of mine are something akin to: "16 years old, a drivers license and living about 6 miles (give or take) away from farmington canyon..." and really aren't that great. Although there was the one when my dad decided it would be a good idea to teach me how to drive in the snow, drive stick and navigate a canyon...all at once. We were on our way back down Farmington Canyon in a snowstorm when my dad turned it to the right and the rig kept going forward...straight forward. He then, calmly, pulled the t-case lever from H to L and gave it some gas while holding that wheel straight right and telling me what he is doing so I remember it.

I have never had a problem recovering from a slide in the snow thanks to that lesson