Your closest near death experience?
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Sitting in the passenger seat of an S2000 with the roof down on alovely sunny day waiting at a red light at a big junction.
My girlfirend who was driving just said "I htink he's going to hit us"
I casually lent forward to look in the LHS wing mirror as a Ford mondeo hit the back of us and went straight over the car. I looked up to see the underside of a Ford only inches above my head.
The cops looked our cars over when they arrived and saw tyre marks on the now collapsed headrest. They said if I hadn't lent forward it would have broken my neck most likely and killed me.
Therefore curiosity does not kill the cat.
My girlfirend who was driving just said "I htink he's going to hit us"
I casually lent forward to look in the LHS wing mirror as a Ford mondeo hit the back of us and went straight over the car. I looked up to see the underside of a Ford only inches above my head.
The cops looked our cars over when they arrived and saw tyre marks on the now collapsed headrest. They said if I hadn't lent forward it would have broken my neck most likely and killed me.
Therefore curiosity does not kill the cat.
Edited by kelk on Friday 21st May 11:15
Mine was on the motorway on the way to Blackpool for a lads weekend away. Crusing along around 70 and hit a flooded patch of motorway, car started tankslapping all over the road with me trying to hold it in drifts that were getting to more extreme angles everytime they swapped. Ended up with the car swapping ends a couple of times and ending up arse first in the central reservation.
I did manage to get it over to the hard shoulder though, removed what was left of the rear bumper and exhaust with a lump hammer, applied a s
t load of gaffer tape to hold the loose bits on and managed to get to blackpool for the stag weekend.
I did manage to get it over to the hard shoulder though, removed what was left of the rear bumper and exhaust with a lump hammer, applied a s
t load of gaffer tape to hold the loose bits on and managed to get to blackpool for the stag weekend. Got lost leading a 700ft mutli-pitch (i.e. too high to do in one length of rope, so you do it in sections) rock climb when I was 18.
Mate was about 80ft off the ground belaying me, I was about as far again above him, with no gear in because the face was virtually blank - so if I fell, we'd have both been ripped of the wall - and has just climbed a small overhang hoping the gong would get better.
It was effectively (for my abilities) a dead end.
I had to down climb. How I remained calm (and continent) I will never know, but I was beyond scared. Didn't even feel like it was me doing it.
We figured out where I'd gone wrong and my mate, seeing te state of me, offered to lead but I knew i'd have frozen on the spot if I stayed on the 'safety' of the belay ledge, so I carried on and it was all hunky dory.
Mate was about 80ft off the ground belaying me, I was about as far again above him, with no gear in because the face was virtually blank - so if I fell, we'd have both been ripped of the wall - and has just climbed a small overhang hoping the gong would get better.
It was effectively (for my abilities) a dead end.
I had to down climb. How I remained calm (and continent) I will never know, but I was beyond scared. Didn't even feel like it was me doing it.
We figured out where I'd gone wrong and my mate, seeing te state of me, offered to lead but I knew i'd have frozen on the spot if I stayed on the 'safety' of the belay ledge, so I carried on and it was all hunky dory.
January 10th this year... n/e coast of queensland, caught a serious storm on a yacht, 18 inches of water in the boat before hand as the rudder bearing was leaking, emergency tiller severed the radio cable so no coms, sails busted, furlers busted, gps/auto pilot busted, 12 meter swells, fish on the deck, boat went over... 2 of us on board... caught a miracle wave that righted us and made it back...I have my last words tattooed on my chest with the date and name of the yacht... it made the national news in Aus with some complete crock of ste that was no where near the truth 
te that was no where near the truth Pulling a fat bird many years ago in Berlin, being too drunk to do anything, and then waking up the next morning with her lying 'beached' next to me and noticing that she had a very odd looking black and red rash all over her stomach. Quietly leave the room. 
Lying on a Lilo as a kid at Sandbanks, falling asleep, and waking up to hear the clanking noise of heavy metal chains as the Ferry came ever closer, swim like feck, the Lilo was eaten by the Ferry
Lying on a Lilo as a kid at Sandbanks, falling asleep, and waking up to hear the clanking noise of heavy metal chains as the Ferry came ever closer, swim like feck, the Lilo was eaten by the Ferry
Possibly not near-death but it certainly felt like it
Once in Norway I was snorkelling with killer whales. It was quite a daunting experience, laying on the surface of a fjord with hundreds of feet of dark water below you and occasionally seeing killer whales appear 10 feet below you out of the gloom, scrutinise you and then disappear.
Anyway- me and this scientist chap happened upon an enormous ball of herring that the whales were herding. We began to follow it in the hope that we might be lucky enough to witness them feeding.
Suddenly, completely out of the blue they panickedly changed direction and I found myself right in the centre of this ball of herring. So much so that I had a clear view down through the 'tube' that the ball created.
And to my utter terror I could see three massive killer whales shooting directly upwards out of the depths at an astonishing speed, preparing to attack.
I completely shat myself and closed my eyes preparing for impact. I could feel all hell breaking loose around me and when I opened my eyes, perhaps only 2 seconds later, there was nothing at all other than billions of tiny scales suspended in the water.
Utterly terrifying
Once in Norway I was snorkelling with killer whales. It was quite a daunting experience, laying on the surface of a fjord with hundreds of feet of dark water below you and occasionally seeing killer whales appear 10 feet below you out of the gloom, scrutinise you and then disappear.
Anyway- me and this scientist chap happened upon an enormous ball of herring that the whales were herding. We began to follow it in the hope that we might be lucky enough to witness them feeding.
Suddenly, completely out of the blue they panickedly changed direction and I found myself right in the centre of this ball of herring. So much so that I had a clear view down through the 'tube' that the ball created.
And to my utter terror I could see three massive killer whales shooting directly upwards out of the depths at an astonishing speed, preparing to attack.
I completely shat myself and closed my eyes preparing for impact. I could feel all hell breaking loose around me and when I opened my eyes, perhaps only 2 seconds later, there was nothing at all other than billions of tiny scales suspended in the water.
Utterly terrifying
blindswelledrat said:
Possibly not near-death but it certainly felt like it
Once in Norway I was snorkelling with killer whales. It was quite a daunting experience, laying on the surface of a fjord with hundreds of feet of dark water below you and occasionally seeing killer whales appear 10 feet below you out of the gloom, scrutinise you and then disappear.
Anyway- me and this scientist chap happened upon an enormous ball of herring that the whales were herding. We began to follow it in the hope that we might be lucky enough to witness them feeding.
Suddenly, completely out of the blue they panickedly changed direction and I found myself right in the centre of this ball of herring. So much so that I had a clear view down through the 'tube' that the ball created.
And to my utter terror I could see three massive killer whales shooting directly upwards out of the depths at an astonishing speed, preparing to attack.
I completely shat myself and closed my eyes preparing for impact. I could feel all hell breaking loose around me and when I opened my eyes, perhaps only 2 seconds later, there was nothing at all other than billions of tiny scales suspended in the water.
Utterly terrifying
fOnce in Norway I was snorkelling with killer whales. It was quite a daunting experience, laying on the surface of a fjord with hundreds of feet of dark water below you and occasionally seeing killer whales appear 10 feet below you out of the gloom, scrutinise you and then disappear.
Anyway- me and this scientist chap happened upon an enormous ball of herring that the whales were herding. We began to follow it in the hope that we might be lucky enough to witness them feeding.
Suddenly, completely out of the blue they panickedly changed direction and I found myself right in the centre of this ball of herring. So much so that I had a clear view down through the 'tube' that the ball created.
And to my utter terror I could see three massive killer whales shooting directly upwards out of the depths at an astonishing speed, preparing to attack.
I completely shat myself and closed my eyes preparing for impact. I could feel all hell breaking loose around me and when I opened my eyes, perhaps only 2 seconds later, there was nothing at all other than billions of tiny scales suspended in the water.
Utterly terrifying
k!gilla said:
January 10th this year... n/e coast of queensland, caught a serious storm on a yacht, 18 inches of water in the boat before hand as the rudder bearing was leaking, emergency tiller severed the radio cable so no coms, sails busted, furlers busted, gps/auto pilot busted, 12 meter swells, fish on the deck, boat went over... 2 of us on board... caught a miracle wave that righted us and made it back...I have my last words tattooed on my chest with the date and name of the yacht... it made the national news in Aus with some complete crock of ste that was no where near the truth
http://www.abc.net.au/news/stories/2010/01/12/2790156.htm?site=tropicte that was no where near the truth this you?
Managed to get malaria and food poisoning at the same time in a West African hotel. Taken to local hospital by the ambulance driver/owner who had picked me off the hotel room floor. Spent 4 days fading in and out being pumped full of antibiotics and malarial drugs. Took weeks to recover, unlike some coleagues who were 'taken' by it.
gilla said:
January 10th this year... n/e coast of queensland, caught a serious storm on a yacht, 18 inches of water in the boat before hand as the rudder bearing was leaking, emergency tiller severed the radio cable so no coms, sails busted, furlers busted, gps/auto pilot busted, 12 meter swells, fish on the deck, boat went over... 2 of us on board... caught a miracle wave that righted us and made it back...I have my last words tattooed on my chest with the date and name of the yacht... it made the national news in Aus with some complete crock of ste that was no where near the truth
That's just reminded me of another one. I was on the USS Indianapolis when a Japanese submarine slammed two torpedoes into our side. We was comin' back from the island of Tinian to Leyte... just delivered the bomb. The Hiroshima bomb. Eleven hundred men went into the water. Vessel went down in 12 minutes. Didn't see the first shark for about a half an hour. Tiger. 13-footer. You know how you know that when you're in the water? You tell by looking from the dorsal to the tail. What we didn't know, was our bomb mission had been so secret, no distress signal had been sent. They didn't even list us overdue for a week. Very first light, sharks come cruisin', so we formed ourselves into tight groups. You know, it was kinda like old squares in the battle like you see in the calendar named "The Battle of Waterloo" and the idea was: shark comes to the nearest man, that man he starts poundin' and hollerin' and screamin' and sometimes the shark go away... but sometimes he wouldn't go away. Sometimes that shark he looks right into ya. Right into your eyes. And, you know, the thing about a shark... he's got lifeless eyes. Black eyes. Like a doll's eyes. When he comes at ya, doesn't seem to be living... until he bites ya, and those black eyes roll over white and then... ah then you hear that terrible high-pitched screamin'. The ocean turns red, and despite all the poundin' and the hollerin', they all come in and they... rip you to pieces. You know by the end of that first dawn, lost a hundred men. I don't know how many sharks, maybe a thousand. I know how many men, they averaged six an hour. On Thursday morning, I bumped into a friend of mine, Herbie Robinson from Cleveland. Baseball player. Boatswain's mate. I thought he was asleep. I reached over to wake him up. Bobbed up, down in the water just like a kinda top. Upended. Well, he'd been bitten in half below the waist. Noon, the fifth day, a Lockheed Ventura saw us. He swung in low and he saw us... he was a young pilot. Anyway, he saw us and he come in low and three hours later a big fat PBY comes down and starts to pick us up. You know that was the time I was most frightened... waitin' for my turn. I'll never put on a lifejacket again. So, eleven hundred men went in the water; 316 men come out and the sharks took the rest, June the 29th, 1945. Anyway, we delivered the bomb. te that was no where near the truth blindswelledrat said:
Possibly not near-death but it certainly felt like it
Once in Norway I was snorkelling with killer whales. It was quite a daunting experience, laying on the surface of a fjord with hundreds of feet of dark water below you and occasionally seeing killer whales appear 10 feet below you out of the gloom, scrutinise you and then disappear.
Anyway- me and this scientist chap happened upon an enormous ball of herring that the whales were herding. We began to follow it in the hope that we might be lucky enough to witness them feeding.
Suddenly, completely out of the blue they panickedly changed direction and I found myself right in the centre of this ball of herring. So much so that I had a clear view down through the 'tube' that the ball created.
And to my utter terror I could see three massive killer whales shooting directly upwards out of the depths at an astonishing speed, preparing to attack.
I completely shat myself and closed my eyes preparing for impact. I could feel all hell breaking loose around me and when I opened my eyes, perhaps only 2 seconds later, there was nothing at all other than billions of tiny scales suspended in the water.
Utterly terrifying
Jesus Christ Once in Norway I was snorkelling with killer whales. It was quite a daunting experience, laying on the surface of a fjord with hundreds of feet of dark water below you and occasionally seeing killer whales appear 10 feet below you out of the gloom, scrutinise you and then disappear.
Anyway- me and this scientist chap happened upon an enormous ball of herring that the whales were herding. We began to follow it in the hope that we might be lucky enough to witness them feeding.
Suddenly, completely out of the blue they panickedly changed direction and I found myself right in the centre of this ball of herring. So much so that I had a clear view down through the 'tube' that the ball created.
And to my utter terror I could see three massive killer whales shooting directly upwards out of the depths at an astonishing speed, preparing to attack.
I completely shat myself and closed my eyes preparing for impact. I could feel all hell breaking loose around me and when I opened my eyes, perhaps only 2 seconds later, there was nothing at all other than billions of tiny scales suspended in the water.
Utterly terrifying
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