I have thought my number was up a few times.

A scrote with pupils like saucers producing a pistol and pointing it me turned out to be exciting.

Getting it very wrong on a rock climb and being sure I was going to end up a crumpled mess, left me feeling embarrassed at the thought of being killed on such an easy route. I think it was embarrassment that made me fight so hard to recover the situation, if it been a route worthy of being killed on I reckon I'd have been more accepting.

Starting to lose consciousness at 45m below the surface due to a 'bad fill' was quite worrying, but also very tripy.

But none of these experience came close to this for the out and out feeling of sheer terror that blasted through me like a thousand volts. www.b3ta.com/questions/creepy/post1158525

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( Ring Of Fire A petty, drooling belming butthurt retard., Thu 5 Apr 2012, 21:01, Reply)