High school girlfriend was a bit intense and told me she wanted me to marry her and that she wanted children. I was 16 at the time. I was terrified by that, because you know, 16, and she got mad at my nervousness. She dumped me a week later and wouldn't you know it, married less than a year out of high school with now 3 kids.
I went on to get my degree, move far far away, get a much better job and a much better partner. I think back to who I would have been if removed me had let myself be pressured into that. Small town, working at the gas station or pizza joint, supporting 3 kids...
Shortly after getting my driver's license, I stupidly merged onto a road with a 40 mph speed limit without looking left.
A car was coming right towards my driver's side door. The driver of the other car made their brakes squeal (this was before ABS). Right before they would have hit me and probably killed me (this was before airbags), they released their brakes, swerved around me, and kept going.
It was some really impressive driving, and it likely saved my life.As an EU immigrant, left the UK after the Leave vote but before Brexit and Covid.
It's not a bullet but more like a whole lot of bullets.
Mind you, most of it was entirely predictable back then.
I moved to UK after school to get a university degree. Graduated in 2014, and despite having multiple interviews, had to move back home due to not being able to land a job. Eventually got employed elsewhere, and boy did it turn out pretty well compared to what would have happened if I stayed.
A firework fired at my face
As kids we were out in the country setting off fireworks, I launched a bottle rocket. Instead of it going up, it took off did a 90° turn and went horizontal. Went inside their garage. It landed in the case of all the other fireworks.
I’m not sure what the odds were of that firework setting off other fireworks. But it definitely made us hit the ground.
Almost like Bart did in that episode in china town with the "Chinese Fire Drill".
I pulled a Neo matrix move like where he dodged the bullets on the roof. I had to sit for about 20 mins to get the adrenaline rush to subside.
Riding a motor scooter through an intersection, I hear a giant crash behind me.
Turn around and I see a Jeep on its side in the lane I had turned from.
If I had been about 2 seconds slower, I wouldn't be here to tell this story.
Oh yeah, Jeeps do that.
"It's a Jeep thing; you wouldn't understand"
Bullet Bill on Mario Kart
I'm guessing .30_06 or .308, but I never saw the shooter. Just heard the zip of the bullet and then the gun.
Growing up in the middle of nowhere was an experience.
Maybe 9mm?
Edit: never been in a shooting, but maybe only because i dodged all the bullets?
On that note:
Most likely 7.62 x 39 for myself.
Was walking down a sidewalk, roughly 100 to 50 feet from a stationary group of people, when a car slowed to a near stop and unloaded on them.
It looked like some kind of Draco, AK-pistol type of weapon, but I did not get the best look, as I was rather preoccupied with jumping into some bushes and then sprinting away.
I was driving home from an event late at night on a highway. It was warm and my AC wasn't working, and my eyes felt heavy. My blinks kept getting longer until I realized my eyes had been closed too long. I realized I was falling asleep at 65mph and opened up the windows and managed to wake myself up, but if the road had been any busier I could have killed someone, myself included.
9/11 happened a couple weeks after my family and I got back to California from vacation at Disney World and it always felt like we dodged possibly being on a hijacked flight.
Taken literally, a gang shooting aimed at somebody about 10 feet from me. A friend nearly tackled me and dragged me into the bar I was standing in front of.
having kids. If I had established myself a bit earlier financially it might have happened before I saw the signs of where things were going.
I get what you're saying but I love my kid. He's the best thing to ever happen to me.
Possible bullet: May get made redundant rather than having to quit and find somewhere else - may get an easier out than just quitting.
About 30 years ago in Amsterdam. Came out the front door of my place very stoned, was grabbed immediately aside by police. Escorted around the corner, and there where a lot of cops and the local news. Eehhhhhh for me?
Turned out a neighbor with a rifle was aiming at people in the street. They got him without people getting hurt.
I was lucky the police where a few meters from my doorstep I guess. My panic attack lasted a while though.
