most dangerous thing iv done is was my sweet 16. I got drunk at a pool party.I climbed into the truck bed of my boyfreinds car bikini and all and i danced with my freinds while standing up all the way to chick fi la.My boyfreind got pulled over and the officer let him off because "he didnt wanna make the pretty ladys sad".He ended up following us and bought our food ate with us and then left.Iys was a crazy night
Two events. The first was late in my senior year of high school. I had an older friend named Mike, who was a reserve deputy sheriff in the county where I (we) lived. I would frequently ride along with him on patrols after school (or on weekends.) On one occasion, he (we) got a "domestic dispute" call (which I found out was considered the single most dangerous call that existed, as they're always emotional and everyone can turn on you at the snap of a finger.) It turned out to be a setup/ambush, someone just wanted to kill a cop. We arrived at the address, which turned out to be an abandoned two-story house. A split second after we both got out of the unit, there was a loud "SPLANG!" sound, followed by a distant gunshot. The shooter missed me by less than a foot, hitting the front-right fender next to me. Mike and I both kissed dirt at light speed and he called for "immediate backup / shots fired." Four additional units were on scene in less than ten minutes. (It seemed like months.) After that, more units arrived, along with a forensics unit, and EMS (which wasn't necessary.) They recovered the slug from the fender and later identified it as coming from a 30-06. Neither the shooter, nor the point of fire, were ever located. Second was when I was in the Corps. I worked EOD and spent most of my time "decommissioning" old munitions. This means taking countless truckloads of old artillery and mortar shells, bombs, personal munitions, you name it, out to a very remote location, arranging everything in a tight, energy-efficient package, and then letting an officer push the plunger. The greatest danger is that, with some of the REALLY old explosives, you can get it to spontaneously detonate just by looking at it cross-eyed! We had this happen on several occasions, well before we got to what the manual called "minimum safe distance." There were times that I wondered if I was ever going to recover my hearing!
Go out on a date with Roger. He was a biker, always carried a gun and seemed to attract trouble everywhere he goes. We stopped at a bar, well few bars, and he found trouble. He wouldn't listen to me and got into a fight then arrested, and I got knocked down in the process. I don't know what I was thinking.
Lots of things when I was younger. I accidentally mixed pills and alcohol so many times in my late teens and wonder how in the hell am I still alive? Wasn't suicide BTW. There are a lot of situations I wonder how I am still alive.
I think the most stupid thing I ever did was drive 2 miles home from the centre of town one night on the wrong side of the road all the way. There was even a blind bend at a junction that I went the wrong side of as well. It was bad enough that I'd had a few when I did it, but even worse, I had 2 passengers as well! The following morning I woke up and kicked myself for being so absolutely stupid. That happened over 45 years ago, and since then I've never ever driven a car with any alcohol in my system.
I hope you are finding your way back to some form off normality for you and it's never to late a ask for help on your way. Although, I can't speak from experience of drugs or drink, I am so lucky in that respect. But you sound young and have your life ahead of you. It won't be easy. But you and and America will both be great. It just needs people like you to give a helping hand to others, trying to make it a great country again. Just as we in the UK, need to make are once great and proud country great again. It will take a great deal of effort. But you and everyone will get there, with the efforts we all will put in and repeat the benefits That hard work will give us all.
In the mid-late 70s, on a CB350 Honda, going West after dark out of Cheyenne, along the interstate and up into the Rockies, with some snow, not realizing I was driving into a blizzard. All the way up I had to ride in the tracks in the snow made by the big trucks. High up there was little oxygen so I couldn't go any faster than 3rd gear. I had on only a light jacket. I realized I was at risk of dying, but fortunately the bike did not quite on me and at last I reached the pass and then saw the lights of Laramie far below. I think I was approaching hypothermia when I arrived at a motel in Laramie. Then there's the time I blew the front tire on the Santa Monica Fwy at 70mph surrounded by trucks... but never mind that. Motorcycles are dangerous! I was on one for years, and am lucky to be alive.
Yes... the helmet creates extra wind resistance against which you must brace your neck. I had to have 4 cervical discs removed due to this. It's better to have a windshield. Running, I blew out my knees. Playing a big fat acoustic 12-string guitar wrecked my shoulder joint. It's all dangerous!!!
I got hit from behind while on my XS 650 one night. Luckily the dude swerved at the last second and didn't hit me directly, just took off the left rear turn signal at the frame sending me into the path of another car which had swerved to my right to miss me. I hit the hood, windshield, and roof and flew off the side onto the berm. He was doing about 40mph when I hit his car. I woke up in the weeds, and several times in the ambulance as I kept going in and out of consciousness. My helmet saved me from serious injury, a windshield without a helmet would have done nothing.
Oh yeah, if you have a wreck you'd best have a helmet. The purpose of a windscreen is to reduce the force of the wind blowing against your head and forcing you to tense against it, which can wreck the cervical vertebrae. I'm advocating for a helmet PLUS the windscreen.
Sore for awhile vs dead for awhile. I’ve always wanted to have a motorcycle but never got up the courage to get one. After seeing some gruesome and very disturbing photos that stuck with me for life, and real life accidents, where bikes, on the accident scene, were merely disintegrated, I just couldn’t do it! And there would be a body on the street or sidewalk, covered up by an onlooker, before emergency services arrived. That definitely didn’t help to convince me to get one either!!