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Took a wrong turn on a road trip and ended up driving through the Smokey Mountains, at night, in the fog on narrow, winding roads. Couldn't turn around, had to keep going....higher and higher, then started down the other side. Longest trip towards DEATH that I've experienced before or since. Yikes!!!
10 years ago. Rating: 13 | |
i was at a party with a few bikies,a punch up kicked off,one of them pulled a pistol from his jacket,and wacked one of our guy's over the head with it,a couple of us headed for him,he pointed the gun at us, or rather at me,,he was about 2 meters from me,i remember looking at the end of the gun, it was pointed at my gut and i stupidly tensed up ,expecting the bullet to hit,,he said "keep coming and i will put a hole in you",,i happily obeyed,he backed out the door, got on his bike and left, i sat down and scolled my next beer,,,,still here to talk about it,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
10 years ago. Rating: 13 | |
I was driving my family over Pacheco Pass (Highway 152), in the middle of three lanes. I went around a curve and the mountain "opened" up to the reservoir, which passed under the road we were traveling on, about 100 feet below. The wind was whipping and blew our van into the far right lane. Had we been in the right lane to begin with, we'd have been blown over the guardrail.
10 years ago. Rating: 12 | |
Riding in a car at 130mph and hitting the guard rail…..
10 years ago. Rating: 12 | |
GOD is good, all the time.
A house fire in the middle of the night! Woke up smelled smoke, looked out bedroom door saw flames laid back down! Then jumped up ran to rear of house grabbed the baby and ran to neighbors home. It was the middle of winter and my pajamas and the babys clothes on her back were our material possessions. Our life's were ours, THANKFULLY!
10 years ago. Rating: 11 | |
When I was a about six years old my father drove this old retired school bus for our church in order to pick up kids that lived too far out to come to vacation bible school. Here in Richmond, VA. we have a very steep hill downtown on 26th street, it runs about three blocks and ends at a canal at the bottom. The road at the bottom of the hill is just a few yards from the canal and there is a train trestle that runs right down the middle of it.
One day my father had to go down that hill and as we started down the bus began to go a little fast, so my father reached down and put his foot on the brake and it went completely to the floor and had no effect. We began to really pick up speed because the hill is pretty steep. I was sitting behind my dad and I saw him reach down and try to put the bus into a lower gear in order to slow it down, but all that happened was the gears made this horrendous grinding sound. Dad tried several times, all to no avail. Meanwhile, the other children were screaming and crying for their mothers or just screaming in terror. I was almost petrified and all I could think to yell was " Turn dad, turn dad, turn dad."
Well, as luck would have it we caught green lights all the way to the bottom with my father struggling to slow the bus down. To this day, I don't know how he did it, but as we reached the bottom he yanked the steering wheel hard to the left and wrestled that old piece of junk right between the pilings of that train trestle. We ran across a narrow strip of dirt that bordered the canal and around the next piling and back on to the road where the bus rolled to a stop. He spent the next five or ten minutes calming the us kids down and then walk to a gas station down on the corner and called the church to tell them what happened. The minister and half a dozen other cars showed up to give us rides to the church. My father and I, along with several other kids rode with the minister and another man and along the way my dad told them what had occurred and they started laughing and to this day I don't understand how that was possible because I didn't see anything funny in the situation, let me tell you. Anyway my father, who was never a patient or tolerant man told the minister to go to hell and we never attended that church again. In fact, I don't remember going to church anymore after that.
I know that memories are not always reliable and I don't know how fast we were really going or how precarious the turn was the bottom of the hill, but that is the way I remember in my six year old mind. But, what I do know is that the terror was real.
10 years ago. Rating: 9 | |
I’ve never been scared out of my wits or perhaps for a little while. The OMEN (movie) kept my dog from eating for 3 days…………view it here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ZLaDps7oLk
10 years ago. Rating: 8 | |
When my wife had necreatizing pancreatitis and emergency surgery was performed, at second hospital, after she spent 28 days at first getting no care and sicker. The Dr. then called a family meeting and told us her chances for survival were 50%. One year later after more surgeries and complications, he fessed up that in actuality the chances were actually only maybe 30% survival! She is doing well today, with some residual problems, but alive!
10 years ago. Rating: 7 | |
When the doctor diagnosed my daughter with bone cancer.
10 years ago. Rating: 5 | |
FREE THE FISH!