As a six year old, I did the classic of running out from behind a parked car onto a busy main road.
The cars tend to do about 40-50mph on that stretch.

There was a car coming, and it's front wheel came so close to my back heel that it went over the back of my trainer and took it off.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Thu 19 Aug 2010, 13:24, 3 replies)

I did this
except it was a country lane, and a cement truck. I had to duck to avoid the wing mirror
(Bret Mong Keys Eggs has wet his weapon, Thu 19 Aug 2010, 13:31, closed)

Done this also
but I had the luck of bouncing off the rear door, back onto the pavement.
(Sadarse works like Mist condensing mud flaps, Thu 19 Aug 2010, 17:08, closed)

I had this done to me
by a fucking black cab driver in Glasgow city centre.

I was on a bloody green man, too, and he was running a red.

By way of karma I now *never* let a black cab out.
(dxg, Fri 20 Aug 2010, 1:39, closed)