What was your most "OMG I'm gonna DIE!!" moment.....

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I was 16 years old, I just bought my first car, and I decided it would be a good idea to try taking a clover-leaf off-ramp (suggested speed 25 mph) at 70 mph. I started drifting to the outside, so I tapped my brakes. My back end started sliding out on me, I overcorrected, and ended up doing a 180 and facing back down the exit ramp with my car stalled. I was really amazed that I kept the car on the ramp and didn't go flying off into the woods.
 
I bloodied one kids face with one punched. Knocked him on his ass and he cried like alil girl. He bled fast enough there was blood on the porch within seconds. I was out trick or treating with like 6 girls.

Near death experience? When the kid's friend's mom cam after me in her car. I just sprinted running, cut through a yard, and jumped down maybe 5 feet into a gulley. Dropped on my stomach, buried myself in leaves. She actually got out and looked for me. What sucked though, she was really mad. I guess I stained her porch. Hey, he got his blood on my hand too.

Ok, not near death, but felt great for me and made me a hero at school.
 
Oh yeah, I was riding my MTB today.... I found out how hard it is to move oak.

Slightly damp, leaf covered trai... doing around 20mph... maybe.... down a steep descent... grab some back brake... not a lot. Back end comes out... grab some front brake and control it. Buzz.... wrong. Front tire washes out... I meet the tree with a crack... bike falls over slowly... I tumble down a ravine that is 40 ft deep... maybe.


I flew about 20ft of that.. Needless to say, I am sore as hell... but no marks that are visible whatsoever. I hate to imagine what would have happened without a helmet.
 
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Damn....

I have something that when I get up from a chair or something I begin to see colors. It's ALWAYS after I stand up an go walking. It's always blocking my view and preventing me from seeing anything
Once it was so bad, I was just leaving the hospital for THIS color stuff, and I stood up and walked with my mum through the hallway. I saw it coming again and this time it was bad and when I could see again I was sitting on the ground while my mum was holding me. I didn't notice ONE damn thing of me going down!!:scared:

They said they though I didn't have enough iron in my blood, but a test pointed out I had enough iron!:scared::sick:


I have the exact same thing, I even passed out once!

I haven't gotten it checked though...
 
Yah it sucks man, doesn't seem to go away, and it's not like you get blind and thats it, but you feel like totally high (never have been high in my life but I suspect this is where the name comes from;):lol: ) your like floating in the air and sometimes I hear a buzz in my ear too.

Maybe I'm going crazy:scared:

My mom once rear-ended a Ryder truck in her Taurus. That was fun.

LOL!:lol:
 
When I was 8, I stepped on a wooden golf tee that was lying around on the carpet. It was from a simple little game that uses 14 wooden tees with 15 holes cut into a triangular piece of wood. (If you've ever been to Cracker Barrel, you see them at every table.) Well, I'm running around the house with my brother, fighting and playing as per usual. I stepped on one of the golf tees with my left foot. I didn't feel a thing, for some reason. Well, after a few moments, I see a little spot or two of blood on the tile part of the floor.

I lifted my foot up, and saw what appeared to a broken tee that was stuck to my foot, just below the toes. I tried pull out the tee, thinking a smashed part of it was on my foot. Not quite...the entire tee had punctured my foot. Of course, I winced at the sight of this, and when I tried to pull harder, I freaked out, and stepped down on the same left foot with the tee in it, promptly causing the tee to puncture the top of my foot.

Aaarrrggghh! Now all I could do was stare at a light-green golf tee puncturing my left foot right through to the top! My brother tried to call my mom, but my sister was coming home just as this happened. I'm screaming my head off, and she tells me to sit down and look the other way, while she yanked out the golf tee form my foot. It didn't hurt, but there was a ton of blood all over the kitchen floor. I bled for about 4 hours straight, and really thought I'd run out of blood and die at that moment.

It healed up quite well, although for many years I could see a little red "X" where the golf tee made a poke to my foot. (Wow, I'm getting a phantom pain in my left foot just thinking about this episode all over again.)

Edit: Cool...You can play this simple but tricky little game online! You have no fear of an injury like mine. Apparently Cracker Barrel feared litigation.
 
OK. I almost literally died on my way home from school on Tuesday. Ok, 5 day weekend. All hyper. Messing around with my friends on my bike. Cross the street. Come back... looked both ways. Saw nothing... but there was one car i couldn't see past. I went out.. .and a truck comes out of nowhere at 50 mph. Locked my Avid BB7 discs and went into a straight trackstand... wheel turned. Trucks go flying past.. my barends brush the truck. I see some lady all frightened looking on her cell phone... I bust my ass and take the cut through some yards on my bike... doing around 25mph. I wasn't thining... shaking a lot. I couldn't remember where I was so I just kept sprinting. What I thought was 2 foot turned out to be around 9 feet. I dropped off it.. landed perfect, and kept going. 9 foot drop guys. I seriously cheated death that day.
 
:eek: THIS TUESDAY?!:eek:

Pupik your story horrors me:sick: Lol especially the link you gave, just seeing those little tiney damn things, those nasty spikes....omg:sick::scared:
 
I rolled the family Olds about 8 years back... there was construction on the hiway(sp) I was on, which meant a 4" drop from the asphalt to the gravel shoulder... it was late at night and I was on my way home from school... caught the shoulder drop, into the ditch I went @ about 100km/h, rolling about 4 times... I walked away with only a bump on the head (I always wear my seatbelt, the car didn't have airbags as it was an '88 Olds Cutlass Sierra). Saw the car the next morning... wasn't as bad as it could have been... the roof was caved in like a hotdog bun!... no more glass (obviously)... couldn't believe that the subs in the trunk were still in tact!
Good times! 👍
 
I have 2.

The first was being in the back of a Land Rover Discovery 2, decidedly on two wheels.

The second was when I was walking over a narrow road bridge near Bolton-by-Bowland village. A huuuuge Lorry can barreling around the bend at one corner and I have to jump up onto the wall to avoid being squashed.
 
Got 3...

1) When I was 8, in my dad's POS Ford Granada MK3, we stalled when we were going uphill, in front of a bus, at 50MPH, thought we were gonna be rear-ended by a 50MPH bus, luckily we just gained power again just before we were squished

2) A few months ago I was crossing a main road, I looked and nothing was coming, I was half way across the road and this gi-friggin'-normous lorry comes out of nowhere, I had to run back to the side of the road to avoid being flattened

3) Just yesterday, I was in my dad's car going through some crossroads (Like this,+) now say we were coming from the bottom of the +, and a bus is waiting to turn right at the other side, well we were half way through, and the bus pulls out with no warning, my dad had to swerve to avoid being destroyed by this bus, I hate bus drivers:grumpy:
 
i got also a moment:
when we where driving on the freeway when we came back from vacation a accident happend right in front of our car.
6 cars where involved! and the glass and stuff where everywhere and a car rolled back on the freeway while we were driving there. we were the first one that passed the accident
 
I was riding to school one day and theres a steep hill on your way there. I recently bought a speedo for my bike and was eager to test it out so i rode down the hill as fast as i could and managed to reach over 30mph!!. A van came out of a side road and i swereved to miss it which i did :D but then hit a kerb. I went flying in the air and landed on my side and ripped some skin off the palm of my hands. That might not sound too bad BUT i was on a main road so if i fell to my right instead of the pavement, i would have almost certainly been ran over by a car and i wasnt wearing a helmet so if i hit a parked car, lampost, wall or even if i landed on my head i would have been fu**ed or dead!!.
 
Well I was kinda scared about 2 hours ago when a cop came to my door :nervous:. But as it turned out he was only here becaue I was burning a pile of leaves and a neighbor complained. Apparently it's been illegal for the past 3 years (although I always do it daily this time of year since I didn't know...). Thankfully though he didn't fine me or anything :)

But I'm not really sure what my #1 "OMG I'm gonna DIE!" moment is. I've just not been in that many seriously dangerous situations...
 
3...

One, when my dad teaching my buddy to drive on the highway. He swerved into oncoming traffic and I yelled at him to get the **** back into the other lane, the Suburban was at least 3 seconds away. He made it in time, but I'm never letting him drive the car again.

Two, when I was 11 and my mom was driving her VW Bus. She was driving behind this one dude in a truck. Without signals, he turned into the left-hand grassy yard on the side of the road. We thought he would stay there, but he did a sudden U-turn and shot right back across the highway (his driveway was at an odd angle). Needless to say, 0.00001 seconds before the crash, I looked up from Calvin and Hobbes and before I could say "HOLY ****" we crashed. Everyone was all right, but the guy tried to brush up the glass with a broom and the police were VERY UNHELPFUL (as they are in Hawaii - I lived there full-time when I was 11).

Three, when I forgot to brake a bit as a guy merged onto the highway in front of me, so I swerved aside instead. :scared:
 
Lol this one happened yesterday and was quite funny:p

'I was in the McDonalds with my friend eating a hamburger...'
I was in a sort of McDonalds building eating with my friend, we both had a hamburger and we're like sitting there and talking and..we come to a subject that makes me mention this thread. I told some stories of some people here like discusting stories that creep you out and all, the sailing story and pupik's story for example I mentioned.
Anyway he told me one too. There was this guy that just had a heart surgery and he kept having pain to his chest afterwards, after a week he demanded the doctors to make some X rays and look at what it was. I dont quite remember what it was exactly but there was a surgery instrument stuck close to his heart and I was like..."ah thats discusting"....

Then suddenly...
I get some hissing noise in my ear, and I cant really hear my friend anymore. I got some spots on my eye like black spots that blocked my view, like I was blind there.
It's the same as having 60 blind spots on your eye instead of only having one.

I became cold and began to sweat and I just sat there in the bar and my friend is like "are you allright?" I didn't answer him cause....well I didn't feel like talking but more like paying attention on wtf was going on. It freaked me out I felt like I was about to pass out.

"Dont let this happen to me here:scared:" I thought...

Afterwards I think it just had to do with his story cause it creeped me out in a physical way. Just somehow I became cold and then all weird things began to happen.

Pretty funny it all started because I brought up this thread:lol:
 
Today, in my hiking/rock climbing class, I fell about 7 feet onto the rock. I slipped and landed on my teacher who broke my fall. Me, being heavy, knocked her and made her topple over and land on her head on the rock. It was pretty intense. :scared:
 
I think this counts cuz I thought I was dead for about 30 sec.

I though I hit our dumpster and scratched my dads truck when I was backing it up. Instead I hit the cardboard box beside it.
 
Heres mine....
One time in mexico in sunset time(7:00 to 8:00) I was at a party with my friends. The party was until 11:00. So after the party I walked to my house to get some sleep.When I was ready to go to sleep I "wiggled" my sheet to put it on the bed. BUT before I put my sheet on the bed, something came out really creappy:sick: in my hand. So I was shaking my hand like hell to get it off and it landed on the floor and it was a venomous "scorpion" :sick::scared::scared::scared:.( I almost screamed like a girl).So when I saw the scorpion I jumped on my bed and screamed my grandpa's name about atleast 20 times(seriously).So I had to kill the scorpion by my self.I was so 🤬 scared. I staid there on my bed for atleast 30min.Then very slowly I grabed my grandpa's cowboy boot and throwed it to the scorpion. I killed it:dopey:.I was so happy I saved my self. I thought I was gonna Die.
 
I actually managed to get the Blazer up on two wheels once. It was snowing, so I didn't see the edge of the road and drove off the road by about half a foot. I hit what I can only guess was a curb or something, and while it didn't roll it, it did scare the ever loving crap out of me.
 
When I was 8, I stepped on a wooden golf tee that was lying around on the carpet. It was from a simple little game that uses 14 wooden tees with 15 holes cut into a triangular piece of wood. (If you've ever been to Cracker Barrel, you see them at every table.) Well, I'm running around the house with my brother, fighting and playing as per usual. I stepped on one of the golf tees with my left foot. I didn't feel a thing, for some reason. Well, after a few moments, I see a little spot or two of blood on the tile part of the floor.

I lifted my foot up, and saw what appeared to a broken tee that was stuck to my foot, just below the toes. I tried pull out the tee, thinking a smashed part of it was on my foot. Not quite...the entire tee had punctured my foot. Of course, I winced at the sight of this, and when I tried to pull harder, I freaked out, and stepped down on the same left foot with the tee in it, promptly causing the tee to puncture the top of my foot.

Aaarrrggghh! Now all I could do was stare at a light-green golf tee puncturing my left foot right through to the top! My brother tried to call my mom, but my sister was coming home just as this happened. I'm screaming my head off, and she tells me to sit down and look the other way, while she yanked out the golf tee form my foot. It didn't hurt, but there was a ton of blood all over the kitchen floor. I bled for about 4 hours straight, and really thought I'd run out of blood and die at that moment.

It healed up quite well, although for many years I could see a little red "X" where the golf tee made a poke to my foot. (Wow, I'm getting a phantom pain in my left foot just thinking about this episode all over again.)

Edit: Cool...You can play this simple but tricky little game online! You have no fear of an injury like mine. Apparently Cracker Barrel feared litigation.


Wowser....that happened to me too..but less dramatic. I dont really remember what i stepped on but it punctured the bottom of my foot but didn't go through the top...
 
Have you ever had a Toyota Camry hit you in the head? I have. I don't remember it. The dude was going about 30 MPH, but those brakes are good, I hit the car at 15 MPH. Result, a broken radius, 3 broken ribs, A nasty concussion that basically removed all bowel control to my brain, and a free hospital bill thanks to the driver of the Camry.
 
At school camp, like a year ago now. I never learn't how to swim so I'm nearly no good near the water. I was at the beach with some friends. We were doing some surfing lesson and I was in the water, trying to boogie board kind of. At one point, a wave flew over me and I was stuck under. My leg strap thingy got caught by the wave and pulled my ankle over. I couldn't breathe at all and the whole surf board was over my head, I was simply stuck under the water. I thought I was gonna die...
 
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