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

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Ok well....

I already said it in the conversation forums: I didn't even know I have a drawing project to finish tomorow and it's already 20.25.....

These moments suck BAD but it can be much worse I know that. So this made me think:

When did you get totally cold and in shock about what u missed, did wrong or something...?

Like, you might have crashed someone elses car:lol:
Ehm, your late on your wedding:lol:

:confused: I dunno tell some...

Edit: Maybe you really had a near-death experience, but I'm not so sure if you like to tell everyone at GTP about it...
 
1993, Mk2 Vauxhall Astra GTE, cold and raining November evening on a country road, wasn't paying attention to my speed as a tight right hand bend appears. I go to turn but the roads to wet so I keep going straight, braked to hard and locked up the next thing I know am sitting in a farmers field trying to get over what just happened. But even though it wasn't really that serious, for those few short seconds when I turned the wheel and the understeer kicked in I thought that was the end of me!
 
When I was 17, I worked in a restaurant/bar as a kitchen porter, and one day I was asked to bleach all the white coffee cups and saucers etc., which involved emptying the water from the industrial dishwasher and replacing it with bleach. I did this, and the cups all came out sparkling and new-looking. I then let them all dry. Feeling, quite proud of myself that I did this cumbersome and arduous task without screwing it up, I neatly stacked all the cups back in the restaurant, ready to use. The head chef then asked me, "Where are all the cups? You can't have done all those that quickly, surely?", to which I proudly responded, "Nope, I have, and I even put them back out in the restaurant!"... the chef then had a fit, saying that they then had to be rinsed atleast three times in the dishwater with water only. I went as pale as my newly bleached cups... :crazy: I looked out into the restaurant expecting to see people gagging and holding their throats in agony, and envisaged my future - behind bars, guilty of atleast 36 counts of manslaughter, and wanted internationally for crimes against coffee. As it turned out, nobody noticed... and I was left to enjoy my youth as a free man....
 
I totaled my mom's new (to her) car that she had brought home that day. I could care less about the blood on me or my bruised knee. While trying to get out I just kept saying over and over, "She is going to kill me. She is going to kill me."
 
LOL!

Some of my worst moments were at the garage. You got this machine that works on air pressure, and it takes off car tyres using some turning mechanism. It was pretty powerfull, at least it looked like it.

Now I'm 15 and applied as a volunteer at that garage so when tha boss said to me I was gonna lear to take tires off rims I was quite happy:D So he explained it:
It was pretty simple: you had to make sure the tire was hold still by 4 compressing bars or something and you had one button for that. The same button was for decompressing it again so I could take it off when I was finished.

So there I go, take tire off, on, off, on, off, on, off, and then I had to put it on again but this time it went wrong. It got a wrong hold of the rim, and in such a way that it had enormous pressure on it. Now I was pretty intimidated by that machine so I quickly push the button to decompress it again, but it wouldn't...

I'm like "OMFG what should I do now, I messed up with a very powerfull machine, and the rim is stuck...." So I just pulled a bit on the rim and it got off, and how!!

IT SHOT OFF almost ripping my arm out or something, it flew through the air for for a century for my feel:sick: It landed 5 meters away and made one hell of a noise...and the boss hears it and says "WTF are you doing?!?! ARE YOU INSANE?" and I'm getting totally cold....

I regret that moment for 1 week after that:sick::crazy:
 
Umm, about 2 years ago, my mom was driving on a rainy day.......A van was stopped about 50ft ahead of us. We were late picking up my dad, we did not see the van in time, but as soon as we did my mom nailed the brakes but they locked up and we hit a stopped van at 80km/h.....My last words before impact were "Oh ****!" Then I made contact with a big ole airbag, the only injuries was my cheek lightly burned by the airbag...Biy did I feel lucky after that.
 
FoolKiller
I totaled my mom's new (to her) car that she had brought home that day. I could care less about the blood on me or my bruised knee. While trying to get out I just kept saying over and over, "She is going to kill me. She is going to kill me."
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I had a similar episode with my kid brother's bike. I got hit by a car while I was riding his bike on a way home. After getting hit, I could barely walk, but as I'm pushing the bike home, I was telling my brother not to tell mom. Instead of replying, my brother glances at the bike, and it pretty much looked like this:
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Touring Mars
I looked out into the restaurant expecting to see people gagging and holding their throats in agony, and envisaged my future - behind bars, guilty of atleast 36 counts of manslaughter, and wanted internationally for crimes against coffee. As it turned out, nobody noticed... and I was left to enjoy my youth as a free man....
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You killed 36 people and got off scott free???????


*frantically dials 999*
 
BMW POWER
1993, Mk2 Vauxhall Astra GTE, cold and raining November evening on a country road, wasn't paying attention to my speed as a tight right hand bend appears. I go to turn but the roads to wet so I keep going straight, braked to hard and locked up the next thing I know am sitting in a farmers field trying to get over what just happened. But even though it wasn't really that serious, for those few short seconds when I turned the wheel and the understeer kicked in I thought that was the end of me!
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lol, replace the astra with an Integra Type R, and raining with snowing and you've got my story. I can laugh now but I'd been saving up for that car for years and managed to get my parents to pay the insurance which was about £4000 a year. I only had that car 3 months before i had to sell it and was forced to drive a punto 👎
 
Well when I was 9 a Land Rover went into the front of us, when everything died down I started to smell petrol, I thought 'Oh ****! We're gonna explode!' Needless to say, with my Jackie Chan agility I was able to save my Nan, Mum and Sister Before the car went up in flames :sly:
 
umm yeah:D:tup:

I was riding my bike once, flew out at a quiet junction only to find a nissan micra doing 25 towards me, blam, flew through the air onto the grass, small cuts on my elbow and tummy, some bruises elsewhere, i walked away but the bike didnt..

Another one, my dad went round a blind corner and a bin lorry was half on our sid eof the road, he jammed the brakes, kit the inside wall clipped the bin lorry and went into a ditch, that was like, WTFIN HELL!
 
When I almost got hit by a frickin' bus.
 
benzoboy
Well when I was 9 a Land Rover went into the front of us, when everything died down I started to smell petrol, I thought 'Oh ****! We're gonna explode!' Needless to say, with my Jackie Chan agility I was able to save my Nan, Mum and Sister Before the car went up in flames :sly:
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Sure, blame it on a landrover ...


I guess my worst was when i was on the way to somewhere with my sister. She's driving her mondeo, and i'm sitting in the passenger seat. So we're driving along the motorway, at about 80mph, and we see this tractor infront. It's doing near 50, so we're not worried. Then suddenly the tractor slams on it's brakes, and slows to about 5mph to turn into a field. We're about 100m away, and are speeding towards this stationary tractor, when it sinks in. She slams on her brakes, and has to swerve into the lane next to us, right infront of some old guy in a civic. We missed that tractor by about 20 meters in the end ...

The other, and equally as scary, was when me and my dad were driving through a city near where we live. Both in the good ole' H reg discovery, and we're in this lane that links up with another. Like, an upside down Y shape. Two lanes merging into one. So along we go in the disco, when we hear this bump, on the passenger size. We've nudged this little seat arosa a little, so they drive ahead, and park on this slope adjacent to the raod we were on. We follow, so we can exchange insurance, and park on this slope. Now, the handbrakes on discoveries of that age are notably bad. So, my dad gets out, and i realise that the car, with me in it, is rolling backwards towards the road. I yell out, he realises, and jumps in just before the back of the car rolls infront of the oncoming traffic. After that, i was like, omfg ... That was pretty embarasing too. Really made my dad look smart compared to the 20 year old in the arosa ...
 
I sail a lot, my parents own a Beneteau Oceanis 36cc, it’s a fairly manageable 36 foot yacht with a very substantial pivot.

I was about 10 years old at the time and the boat was brand new, we had had it delivered from the factory about 2 weeks before and due to erratic tides it was to be our first voyage in it.

We had sailed many times before and were quite competent yachtsmen, this was however the first centre cockpit boat we had ever sailed on, we were used to normal yachts where the cockpit is recessed into the back of the boat (its really hard to describe) and now we had gone ahead and purchased a 36 foot cc boat which was unlike anything we had ever sailed before.

So you understand our situation better I will explain the fundamental differences between a Centre Cockpit yacht and a normal one:

A normal boat as I have already explained has the cockpit rather low and the boom about 3 foot above the cockpit floor (although boom height varies from boat to boat and on many boats the height of the boom is adjustable) any higher than 5 foot and the boat would be very difficult to sail. The advantages of this configuration are that the boat is very responsive and evenly weighted. The disadvantages are that there is very little headroom in the aft cabin and the skipper (who often needs to stand up to see over the spray hood) is in constant danger of being hit by the boom (the boom is normally a massive steel or fibreglass pole to which the rear sail is attached, in wind the boom can swing a long way very rapidly.) The other disadvantage is that it is very difficult to see the front of the boat or any low lying obstacles (such as small buoys, fishing nets, submarines, and unsuspecting dinghies).

CC boats are much more recent invention. On a CC boat the cockpit is elevated and placed slightly in front of the diving platform, the boom is also elevated to about 6 foot above the cockpit floor and the winches are place on either side of the cockpit slightly higher than the cockpit so as to offer greater control of the boom (remember this is the case in most CC boats, not all). The advantages of a CC boat are that there is plenty of headroom in the aft cabin, the skipper is not at constant risk of being hit by the boom (its higher and its easier to duck), and the cockpit offers a great view. The disadvantage of CC is the boat is generally unresponsive to turns more subtle than 90 degrees and by the time you have got it to turn it seems to want to perform a 30,000 degree pivot.

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It was a nice sunny day and the three of us (I'm an only child) decided to test out the boats attributes by taking it from Brighton marina (where it was moored until we moved it to Gosport) to the Eastbourne and Hastings area and then come back again.

We motored out of Brighton and then unfurled the sails; we intended to sail there as both the tide and the wind were on our side.

We were sailing happily past Beechy Head (for you Americans, Beechy Head is a massive cliff face, a very popular suicide destination) when the wind changed direction, a strong wind blew us towards BH and we had at most about 33 minutes before impact.

We were experienced, we didn’t panic, we simply winched in the sails and turned on the engine...





Nothing...







The engine refused to turn on; I flicked Batt2, held down power for 10 seconds and hit the big button labelled start, not a sound...






I tried again...







Nothing...






My dad swung the helm 180 degrees hoping to ride the tide in a crescent motion avoiding the cliff face. I mentioned earlier about CCs being unresponsive to subtle turns, what I didn’t mention is that they are also pretty slow on their turns as well. The boat didn’t move, we were about 30 seconds off impact, I frantically hit the start sequence again, nothing.

I went down below deck and read out the exact co-ordinates on the GPS while my mum was making a mayday call on the vhf - the authorities had been informed but it was too late, we were about to die...

We ran aground about 2 meters off Beechy Head, we had just escaped being smashed to pieces but we were still far from safe. It was low tide and our keel was stuck on a rock, literally trapped underneath an odd shaped rock. The problem was that this meant that on high tide we would all drown.

It was about 30 minutes to high tide and rescue had to come quickly. About 5 minutes later a rescue helicopter arrived and we were winched one by one past the crowd of several hundred spectators to safety.
 
It survived, about 5 minutes into high tide it managed to surface, other than a few thousand pounds worth of damage to the gel coat and the cockpit speakers being ruined nothing really happened to it, the construction quality of the boat is good and despite the cockpit being trapped under water, one of the sprayboards was up so not enough water got into the main cabin to sink it. Whe the tide changed direction the boat came right off the rock.

It was out of action for about a month to fix the gel coat but Beneteau produce rugged boats and our one pulled through :) .
 
My worst moment?

When a d*mn kid who appeared to have just gotten his license driving a brand new Hummer cut me off the George Bush Turnpike causing me to fishtale the Acura.

I really thought I would fly off the highway into a rollover.
I got the tag though and reported it, although no one told me if the kid was fined.

It was the last time I did 70Mph in the rain.
 
I was with a friend in a guys car that I didnt know him too well but my friend did, we were on a trip to the country and one of the girls said "its going to take all day" the driver replyied "No it wont" and put his foot down in a 1990ish standard VN Commodore we get upto 170kph, we go around a bend and hit a bump this causes the car to lose contol and we headed for a large road sign sideways at about 160kph (my rear door was on sliding right for it). At this point I actually thought "Im dead", the car swung back the other way just in time then we almost cleaned up a semi truck but continued to slide and came to a stop on the side of the road right next to a tree. missed everything by inches I couldnt believe it. The girls were really shook up, my friend and I just felt we got off a rollercoaster and the driver drove really careful the rest of the trip.

I was 17, That taught me a very valuable lesson.
 
Young_Warrior
^ :lol:

Getting a gun plastered to my head.
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*Witty remark Touring Mars style* :lol:
 
It's not a near death moment whatsoever, but it still managed to scare the crap out of me.

The track was in great shape, and well prepared that afternoon, so I was pretty confident I could get a really good run in. Got myself strapped in the car again, move to the staging lines, and wait in line for a while with everyone else. Finally get myself to the waterbox, do the burnout and stage myself. And that's where the going gets ugly.

Christmas tree lights go yellow, one by one; third one lights up and I'm off, and it feels way faster than it did earlier in the day. Shift into 3rd, hit the highboost button, speedometer somewhere around 85-90mph already. Nearing 9200rpm in 3rd, I shift into 4th, close to 110-115mph now... and all hell breaks loose. The steering wheel snaps to the left, and in a flash I'm going towards the wall. "OH ****!" and the sight of the concrete wall in my face is all I remember from the accident, but I've been told by bystanders the rear end lifted off the ground upon impact. I came back to consciousness a few seconds afterwards, "****!" was all I could utter in a pissed off tone which I'm sure people in the stands heard, I had no idea what had happened, what the car looked like, if I was still alive or not... I couldn't unlock my harness, my left wrist just wouldn't move. is all I could think of while I was scrambling to get myself off the car with only one hand. FINALLY, after what seemed like hours (but really was a few seconds) the track officials came over, and helped me out of the car very carefully... and I ended that day in the hospital, with my girlfriend next to me.

Aftermath: Broken left wrist and radius bone, 3 weeks in a cast. The car: Totalled, mostly. It was a front shock that blew up, we found, but I got lucky, it could have surely been way worse.
 
Wow... I'm glad I don't drag. :lol:

Hmmm... OMG moments:

1. Fell off the vault in high school, didn't think I was going to die, but I could've. Landed on the back of my head. Twice. Once on the vault, once on the ground. Ears buzzed for a week.

2. Got ambushed by a bunch of frat boys... in front of the Supreme Court! Got hit at least ten times by a lead pipe (didn't black out or go down, but jeezus, that hurt). Ended up with broken metacarpals (****ers ruined my guitar hand!) and ten stitches where my scalp was cut down to my skull.

3. Was walking to school, didn't know a protest rally was scheduled on the same day. All of a sudden rocks are flying and teargas is all over the place. Ended up stranded in a barbershop waiting for the police to pass us by... could've gotten arrested or beaten, as I was a University student at the time, and hey, ALL students are left-wing radicals. :lol:

OMG Automotive:

1. First week of driving. Guy teaching me decides it'll be fun to cut my teeth on a mountain drive... in the moonlight. Almost end up sandwiched between two 18-wheelers going opposite directions on a 1 and 1/2 lane road.

2. Visiting Taiwan. Acquaintance driving a Volvo. Overtaking a 30 foot lumber train uphill in the fog, only to see the oncoming headlights of a bus from just 50 feet away. Unforgettable.

3. First 180 spin. Cousin driving. Badly.

4. Pushing the car out of the garage through a flash flood to high ground. The sinking feeling that we're doing this too late to save the electronics.

5. Dead stoplight. Me on the main road creeping out at 10 kph, looking both directions (view unfortunately blocked by trucks), him crossing the main road at 80 kph, not looking at all. Mother****er took my front end clean off. One of those life-flashing-before-your-eyes moments.

6. (My Fault) The sinking feeling of pushing same car through yet another flood after hydrolocking the damn engine.

7. (My Fault) Second 180 spin. Me driving. Bald f*king tires.

8. (My Fault) Third 180 spin. Me driving, half asleep, half drunk (I'm normally a tee-totaler, but it was my bachelor's... give me a break), on an unlighted road. Hard cornering, a midcorner bump, and a strip of dust one car wide really don't mix. Could have caught it if I wasn't half-drunk, wouldn't have been there if I wasn't half-asleep. OMG moment when the car started spinning. OMG moment #2 when it stopped rolling backwards on the grass and all of a sudden decided to roll onto its side after hitting a damn rock. Good thing all I damaged was some of the front suspension and the body panelling.

Yes, I really was more worried about the car than myself, almost every time. :lol:
 
When we started swerving on the M2 while towing the caravan.

My dad was trying to change lane to allow people to merge on and was looking into his wing mirrors. At the same time we went over a crest of a hill and started gaining speed, but my dad didn't notice. As soon as my dad started to change lane and noticed we were doing 70 all hell broke loose. We went acorss 2 lanes and at age 7 I was really scared.

But my dad recovered it and we bought a stabiliser right after that.

And the time I was trying to help my mate get the ball back from the Yr6s (we were year 4s). Someone picked me up from behind, I kicked out and then they dropped me, turned me round and punched me across the side of the head.

Thankfully he stopped there.
 
Caravan speed-wobbles :nervous:

...my friend and I were driving to Northern Ireland for a wedding and he was doing about 90 MPH in his Volvo when the CD we were listening to finished. Indecision about what to listen to next ensued, and in the search for a CD, my mate veered slightly to the right and hit the central reservation with the front wheel... after a few seconds of bumping and swerving around, he finally got the car back under control, but not before we almost went straight into the side of an articulated lorry (at 90 MPH). I still had 'Peter Green's Fleetwood Mac Live At The BBC' clenched in my hand, and for the next couple of minutes there was a deadly silence. We reached a service station, and my mate turned to me (and the passengers in the back - his sister, her husband and their two-year old child!) and asked "Right, who needs some new pants then?"
 
So that was you that almost took us out on that hill a while back...
 
Well a few of you might remember this, a few years ago I had a Honda Civic and I was sitting at a light waiting to turn left. I think I had a girl with me, I don't remember. But I was sitting there, it was late and I think it was raining. The details are a tad sketchy. But I remember I was sitting there at a full stop and some bastard in a Dodge Dakota plowed into the back of me at 60mph. Pushed me into the intersection and I got clipped again. Totalled my Civic and messed me up pretty good. I don't really remeber it to much.
 
Theres been two times I though I could have died that I can recall more clearly, the first was when I was a kid I fell off a 2nd floor balcony, I landed on my arse on soft ground and didn't break a bone, I had a bruised arse though.

The second time was in my dads car with my dad driving, we were on the motorway doing about 80mph in the right lane when the car to our left started moving into our lane, he hadn't noticed us and he hit the side of our car and we went into the central crash barrier, we didn't spin fortunately and we got onto the side of the motorway, that was a lot more scary than the fall cos when you fall you kind of just go "Ohhhhhhhh Shhhhhh" then you land, in the car so much more went through my mind.
 
Damn looks like many people have near-death car accidents....:scared:
I'm affraid it's gonna happen to me some more times too:nervous: Thats a fact, only question is when cause damnit....all these near-death accidents with cars and I haven't had a single one.

But I'm 15 so I guess the worst part is still to come:scared::(
 
My advice is: If you wish to avoid near-death experiences, don't take up sailing.
 
I was hiking with my school and we were on Mt. Washington. At one of the steepest parts on the side of the Mt. we were hit with a strom that ripped through the mountain side. There were litteraly branches flying arounds and the trail turned into a slippers 85 degree angle slide. We had to sit on out bags in case lighting struck the mountain so we didnt die. I like crapped my pants.
 
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