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You ever do anything stupid that coulda got you killed?

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Skin diving. Going last into the dark hold of a shipwreck off St Croix. Got hung up on the spiral ladder inside in the darkness. All this in 60ft of water. After the third try my regulator hose finally came off what it was hung up on and I made a hasty escape. Kids, always remember that if you are in the ocean you are nothing more than fish food! One bad mistake and your life is forfeit. I also did a rescue dive on someone out of air in the Atlantic in 70ft of water. Got thanked for saving a novice divers life. Do enough dives and you will experience everything from beauty beyond description to near tragedy. If you decide to take up diving, get the best training you can afford. Don't try it on a whim on vacation.
 
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JoJaBuckeye said:
Back in the late 70s, I was once driving from Cambridge to Chilicothe...back roads all the way, early morning. The roads were smothered in dense fog, and I was an idiot back then. Was following this car that was just dragging along. Finally I can see that I have passing stripes. So, even though my visibility is down to about 30 feet, I punch it and get in the passing lane. Just as I get parallel to the car, two headlights appear out of the fog coming right at me.

How the hell I got out of the way in time I will never know. Needless to say, I was a bit more safety concsious from that day forward.
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Looks like I had similar driving habits to this person who last posted here 13 years ago. I passed on bends, fog, snow/ice - had multiple close calls.

I'm glad I've become a bit more patient as I've gotten older.
 
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Driving from Columbus to see my girlfriend who had gone home to Wood County, south of Toledo, in a blizzard. My old car heater broke and the windows were icing from the inside, so I cracked a window and blew cold air through the defroster of my 1964 Chevy while I scraped it occasionally. Visibility was only about 10-20 yards but I decided to step it up to about 50 mph because that seemed better than freezing to death and the road surface was deteriorating.

There were several blinking yellow caution lights at intersection along US 23. They made huge halos in the falling snow. I slowed every time but no one else was on the road. I must have been just about through Seneca County when another halo appeared. I was tired and freezing cold, so cold that I was starting to have trouble keeping awake despite the cold and I was trying to find a radio station. Just as "I'll Be Around" by the Spinners came on, a huge gasoline tanker truck appeared before me. He and I decided to not stop and I could not have missed it by more than 1 second. I could read the writing on the back tires in that image that appeared and disappeared in a second or two.

I made it the next 30 or so miles in about an hour and arrived at her parents farm, wondering how I had managed to not soil myself in the moment. Nearly a half century later, it is edged in my memory as a moment of ultimate stupidity.
 
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Steve19 said:
Driving from Columbus to see my girlfriend who had gone home to Wood County, south of Toledo, in a blizzard. My old car heater broke and the windows were icing from the inside, so I cracked a window and blew cold air through the defroster of my 1964 Chevy while I scraped it occasionally. Visibility was only about 10-20 yards but I decided to step it up to about 50 mph because that seemed better than freezing to death and the road surface was deteriorating.

There were several blinking yellow caution lights at intersection along US 23. They made huge halos in the falling snow. I slowed every time but no one else was on the road. I must have been just about through Seneca County when another halo appeared. I was tired and freezing cold, so cold that I was starting to have trouble keeping awake despite the cold and I was trying to find a radio station. Just as "I'll Be Around" by the Spinners came on, a huge gasoline tanker truck appeared before me. He and I decided to not stop and I could not have missed it by more than 1 second. I could read the writing on the back tires in that image that appeared and disappeared in a second or two.

I made it the next 30 or so miles in about an hour and arrived at her parents farm, wondering how I had managed to not soil myself in the moment. Nearly a half century later, it is edged in my memory as a moment of ultimate stupidity.
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I hope you got laid after all of that.
 
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Ha sort of like @Steve19 I used to roll a lot of back Country stop signs at somewhere between 1 and 3 am on my way home from the bar or a girls place in Richland and surrounding counties. We used to have to drive to different places like the Mad Bull in Bucyrus to hit a club.

Probably didn’t always discriminate as best I should’ve some nights with the ladies of the 80s if you know what I mean....
 
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Driving down the side of a mountain from Lake Tahoe to Reno with a drunk, stoned Indian (teepee not dot) driving a mid 70s Dodge pickup truck with bald tires in the rain trying to scare me and the other guy in the truck by playing chicken with the curves. And we're talking hairpin curves with no guardrails and 500 foot drops off the cliff.

Also one of my best high school memories.
 
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buckeyebri said:
Probably didn’t always discriminate as best I should’ve some nights with the ladies of the 80s if you know what I mean....
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