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What's the scariest thing you've ever done?
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Hmmmmm , scariest thing I ever done . . . . I guess it's driving at 130 mph
Scariest?
I got hit by a car going about forty miles an hour while on foot. That wasn't a concious choice so I don't know if it counts.
I've driven a hundred and forty miles per hour at midnight while drunk on my brithday, once.
Going to jump a guy who pulled a knife on my best friend and was known for carrying blades was pretty scary. It didn't work out well for us, yon friend got his face split open by the guy's steeltoe and then dragged from an SUV going about twenty miles per hour for about forty-fifty feet. Nothing really happened to me, but I felt bad. We never did get that kid. Funny side note, that's the only time I ever went to hang out at the nightclub I now work at.
Getting into a heated argument with a cop who was pushing his baton into my chest and then threatened me with mace. I didn't back down, but I did get arrestted for disturbance.
When we used to do dope and have to go cop in the sets, that was pretty tense for a white kid from the suburbs.
Alcohol posioning(one would aruge that first wasn't a choice but the second two times were).
Being stopped by the local PD and telling them there was a toy gun in the backseat, at which point they drew on us. Having nervous suburban cops point a gun at your head isn't any fun. But I felt worse for my friend, for me it was a first, for him it was the second time in a week.
I think that's enough story time for now.