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Originally Posted by peter12
First time in Europe, I crossed a street in downtown Dublin. They have these tiny streets which they run these huge double decker buses around on. I looked the wrong way and stepped out into what I thought was a clear road. Some kind Dubliner grabbed my hoodie just as I stepped out and the side of a bus almost creased my nose. If I had finished my step my brains would have been splattered all over the road.
I thanked the guy, but didn't really realize how close it was until a few minutes later, when I started shaking like crazy.
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I was in Germany/austria/ switzerland (cant really remember the exact place because we toured all over there) and we were in a bus going down one fo thsoe narrow winding cobblestone roads, and as we tooka wide corner we actually RAN over a bicycle that was chained up to a post on the corner.
Didnt even stop...
As for my near death experience, I used to have a 94 Eagle Talon in High School, and after school I was running a little late for work (which was literally 6 blocks frmo my house) I ran out to my car and took off, and like 4 houses down I got into a head on with a 1977 ford 3/4 ton.
For some reason that was the first time I ever put my seatbelt on without someone telling me too.
Totalled my car off, I went home called work, and then just sat there and looked out the window at my totalled car and just shaked