I remember the black and white tv days haha.
Lets see, the three that stick out in my mind...
I was snuck up from behind, knife to my neck and robbed. Had to deliver a pizza to the hood at 2am. Hell, when he grabbed me, I thought it might of been a friend, and because I have a deaf ear, I didnt hear 'em the first time, was kinda laughing, and I said what. Thats when he tightened up on the knife so I could feel it, and I looked at him, and he said "give me the money muthafucka". He snatched what was in my pocket and took off. I was more mad about it, tried looking for him for a couple months, never found him.
Another time I was working for a used car lot as a detailer. Had to follow the boss to pick up one, and the damn van barely had any lugnuts on it. Im following him on the interstate and hes speeding ahead, its pouring big time, and a gust of wind off a semi started me fishtailing. Couldnt control it, I spun around, was facing oncoming traffic that could barely see me because of the rain so hard. Big truck went off in the median to avoid me. Finally the rain let up, Im shaking like hell, and cars finally stop, so I could turn around. That was crazy.
The scariest situation I was in was the first time I went backpacking up on a mountain, miles from anyone, and I was solo. Slept in a 1 man tent, which aint shit. Looked like a coffin, but smaller. Im laying there that morning about to get up, when something heavy comes running down the mountain at me. I think its a deer. I hear it getting closer and Im thinking its gonna run right by the tent. All of a sudden it came right to the tent that it kicked it, then it took two swipes at the tent with my face a lil over a foot from it. I could see the shadow but that was it, but I knew it wasnt a deer, and looked like a bear. So I grabbed my pistol, and gave a half scared, half trying to scare it scream lol. I knew you were suppose to be loud. Well it took off, and quiet. I gave it a minute, then opened the tent door where it was swiping real quick and poked my head out, it was gone. That was damn crazy haha.
I've been shot in the neck with a pellet rifle pumped all the way up before too. I was sparring with another kid. Had to surgically remove it. That wasnt that bad though, just felt like someone plucked my neck real hard. It was when the other kids said they saw blood squirting out that I realized what happened haha. Years later I found out it was one of the older teens. He said he was sorry, that he meant to hit the other kid haha.