Near Death Experiences
Last time I crashed my bike, as I flew through the air towards the car in front of me not much went through my head apart from "You idiot". No tunnels, no lights to stay away from, no smiling family members beckoning to me.
Surely you've had a better near-death experience?
( , Thu 25 Nov 2004, 11:35)
Last time I crashed my bike, as I flew through the air towards the car in front of me not much went through my head apart from "You idiot". No tunnels, no lights to stay away from, no smiling family members beckoning to me.
Surely you've had a better near-death experience?
( , Thu 25 Nov 2004, 11:35)
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TOO STUPID TO BE SCARED...
...yep! that's me. I was flying into Las Vegas, (with my friend and our wives) on a tiny little 16-20 seater plane.
My friend had never flown before, so naturally we ended up flying into a lightening storm, just outside of Vegas.
I'm laughing and joking about crashing as we watch the lightening zig-zag past the wings and screaming "We're all going to die!" every time the plane dropped a couple of hundred feet.
By this time my friend had a white-knuckle grip on both arm-rests and was crying like a baby.
When we landed I could hear my friend saying "Thank God, Thank God" over and over again. It was at this point that the steward said for us to take a look at the wing, which had a foot wide hole in it from where the lightening had punched straight through it.
My friend promply emptied his lunch over my shoes. There's probably a moral in there somewhere.
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( , Thu 25 Nov 2004, 13:45, Reply)
...yep! that's me. I was flying into Las Vegas, (with my friend and our wives) on a tiny little 16-20 seater plane.
My friend had never flown before, so naturally we ended up flying into a lightening storm, just outside of Vegas.
I'm laughing and joking about crashing as we watch the lightening zig-zag past the wings and screaming "We're all going to die!" every time the plane dropped a couple of hundred feet.
By this time my friend had a white-knuckle grip on both arm-rests and was crying like a baby.
When we landed I could hear my friend saying "Thank God, Thank God" over and over again. It was at this point that the steward said for us to take a look at the wing, which had a foot wide hole in it from where the lightening had punched straight through it.
My friend promply emptied his lunch over my shoes. There's probably a moral in there somewhere.
.
( , Thu 25 Nov 2004, 13:45, Reply)
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