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Here's two lame stories for you.
-Well in terms of driving a car... the worst was one time when I was driving, 55 mph, US highway (4 lane, divided highway) near my hometown... I'm coming up on this area where another road merges into mine so I get in the left lane. Well this idiot in a semi-truck comes flying up and passes me on the right side as we cross where the roads merge. That's no big deal... but probably 500 feet (if that) ahead of the merge was a little "access" road for police officers to use and whatnot. This semi has about passed me halfway when he decides that he HAS to attempt a U-turn on this access road and turns his blinkers on and slides over immediately while slamming on his brakes. I just completely hammered the brakes to the floor and just barely avoided getting clipped right off the road as this guy (to his driving credit I guess) pulls off a U-turn at like 45 mph to head the other way. I don't even know how I did it, it was just a reflex reaction.
-If you want my Wile E. Coyote moment... back when I was in high school(?), maybe jr. college... I was at home trimming trees because they were hanging down over the satellite and messing up reception. I was using this old wood ladder that has always been pretty sturdy. Well I was up there on the 2nd step from the top trimming away when I thought I heard a cracking sound. I trimmed a little more and heard a louder cracking sound. Next thing I know, the entire ladder just implodes. I levitate in the air for a second, turn and look at the camera, a thought bubble with an exclamation point appears over my head, and then I fall 500 feet down and you see the little puff of smoke at the bottom of the canyon. Well, not really, but that literally was a split-second moment where you think "Oh ****!!!" then fall about 10 feet and land flat on your back. All that remained of the ladder was about 15-20 chunks of wood, it had completely shattered like you'd dropped a bomb on it. Lucky I didn't break anything, but I was sore for days.
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