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#101
10-10-2006, 03:24 AM
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Re: Closest you have come to dying
I got into a fight with someone in highschool and was pushed down a set of stairs of about 25 steps. I cleared all the steps and hit a window ledge at the bottom. I was passed out for half an hour and came out of the ordeal with a broken wrist and a concussion.
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#103
10-10-2006, 06:39 AM
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Re: Closest you have come to dying
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[ QUOTE ] [ QUOTE ] [ QUOTE ] I was robbed in my parents' home at gun point. [/ QUOTE ] [/ QUOTE ] No [/ QUOTE ] Meaning? [/ QUOTE ] Meaning I was correct the first time. I was robbed in my apartment bedroom at knife point. Unless you fixed my post at an attempt at humor. I wrote a post about my experience. Here's the link. Here
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#104
10-10-2006, 08:31 AM
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Re: Closest you have come to dying
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[ QUOTE ] [ QUOTE ] [ QUOTE ] [ QUOTE ] I was robbed in my parents' home at gun point. [/ QUOTE ] [/ QUOTE ] No [/ QUOTE ] Meaning? [/ QUOTE ] Meaning I was correct the first time. I was robbed in my apartment bedroom at knife point. Unless you fixed my post at an attempt at humor. I wrote a post about my experience. Here's the link. Here [/ QUOTE ] No, I amended your post to reflect the specifics of my own experience. I read your linked post. Pretty scary to open your eyes to a masked man with a knife.
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#105
10-10-2006, 08:53 AM
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Re: Closest you have come to dying
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[ QUOTE ] [ QUOTE ] [ QUOTE ] [ QUOTE ] [ QUOTE ] I was robbed in my parents' home at gun point. [/ QUOTE ] [/ QUOTE ] No [/ QUOTE ] Meaning? [/ QUOTE ] Meaning I was correct the first time. I was robbed in my apartment bedroom at knife point. Unless you fixed my post at an attempt at humor. I wrote a post about my experience. Here's the link. Here [/ QUOTE ] No, I amended your post to reflect the specifics of my own experience. I read your linked post. Pretty scary to open your eyes to a masked man with a knife. [/ QUOTE ] I misunderstood. I'm sorry.
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#106
10-10-2006, 10:10 AM
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[ QUOTE ] When I was 15, I was at baseball practice. It was raining, so we had to practice indoors. We were setting up the batting cage when my friends and I were goofing around. My friend Matt grabbed a rope that was attached to the cage and started tying me up as a joke. At the same time, the other guys were pulling the cage net out. As the cage was being pulled out, the rope pulled tight, slipped up to around my neck, and lifted me off the ground. No one seemed to know what was going on and that you'd have to pull the cage back, so everyone was looking for a knife instead. I blacked out after about 15 seconds of not being able to breathe, but apparently my 6'6" coach and 6'5" starting pitcher had to lift me on their shoulders for a good 2 minutes before someone realized you only had to pull the cage back. [/ QUOTE ] I'm having trouble following this. Can you draw a picture or something? [/ QUOTE ] Sure - here's the pic below. When the net cage was pulled out, it pulled the rope taut and lifted me off the ground. Sorry for the crude pic, but the best I can do in about 1 min. 
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#108
10-10-2006, 02:24 PM
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I misunderstood. I'm sorry. [/ QUOTE ] 'S coo. Here's my story: I was home from school one summer and living at my parents' house. It was around 7:30 am, I went to get the newspaper and came in and sat in the living room reading. I'd left the door open and become aware of movement in the yard. I looked up and there was a guy coming to the door, with a handgun out. He saw me look up and puts his finger to his lips, indicating that I should STFU. He comes in and I realize that there are 2 of 'em. One has an automatic the other a revolver. They ask me who else is in the house, I tell him my Dad, who was in the shower, and my kid brother who was sleeping. My Mum has gone off early on a bird watching expedition, fortuitously, it would later turn out, in my Dad's car. One of the guys puts the gun behind my ear and tells me to take them to where my Dad is. I go into his room and head to his bathroom and I am trying to think of something to say so that he doesn't get taken totally by surprise & have a heart attack (or do something dumb). So I call out that we're being robbed (nothing like the unvarnished truth) before I get to the door. They let him put his underwear on, then tie his hands and feet (with his own socks) and one stays with him while the other still digging in to my head with his gun, tells me to take him to where my brother is. I convince him that the kid (he was actually 17 at the time) is asleep and there's no point waking him up, just more headache for them. He still makes me take him, I guess to satisfy himself that I'm telling the truth. So I do and he helps himself to my watch and some cash that's sitting on my bedside table. He takes me back to my Dad's room and ties me up (also with my Dad's socks), and they proceed to go through my Dad's wallet and his drawers etc. They really don't get very much - I had more cash than my Dad did that particular morning, and they weren't interested in credit cards or VCR, TV etc. Then they ask which one of the cars was an automatic. Out of the three cars that belonged to the household at the time, the only automatic was my Dad's. Both my Mum & I drove manuals. These guys obviously couldn't drive manuals, so they just left on foot. We waited a minute or so to be sure they were gone, then it took about 2 seconds to get untied (socks stretch!) and we called the cops. And never heard anything more about it after that morning. While they were still there, the phone rang, and of course went unanswered. It turned out it was my then g.f. (now wife), who called back a few minutes later. So I had the mild pleasure of telling her that I couldn't get the phone earlier because I was tied up. Then I got dressed and went to work.
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#109
10-10-2006, 07:17 PM
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Re: Closest you have come to dying
Near midair in naval flight school.
It's never cool to see another aircraft co-altitude heading the opposite direction...200 feet off your right wing.
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#110
10-10-2006, 07:58 PM
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Re: Closest you have come to dying
I was about to get a shiv stuck in me in prison when the guards stepped in and threw me into segregated population
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