Back when I was married we decided to take the kids (2 of my own and 3 step kids) on a road trip to Oregon from California. We went to an awesome zoo where you got to drive your vehicle inside and view the animals "in the wild." It was pretty cool being within an arms distance to a rhino, among other animals. It was a great time.
On the way back towards the hotel it started to snow pretty bad. I've had very little experience driving in the snow. As we get within 20 minutes of our hotel, my ex wife gets the idea that we should drive up this mountain and find a spot for the kids to play in the snow. I start making the drive up this mountain road that twists around the mountain as you elevate up. It just keeps going and going with what seems like no spot to have some fun. We decide to give up and turn around to go back to the hotel. I pull into a little area that has a steep downhill driveway, which appeared to lead to someone's house. On the left side of the driveway though, was a steep downhill cliff. As an inexperienced snow driver in a 4x4 SUV, I thought it was fine for me to pull into the driveway and try to turn around to go back to the hotel. Things didn't quite go like I imagined though. As I tried to make a right turn on the driveway to head back towards the main road, the SUV began to slide towards the cliff. We all freaked out! I panicked, wasn't sure what to do. Sitting there holding the breaks was only taking us closer to the cliff. I yelled at everyone to get out of the car. My 3 step kids jump out of the back seat, leaving my two small children in car seats. My ex jumps into the back seat and starts to unbuckle one kid. At this point, we're running out of time before we go over the cliff, so I decide to put the vehicle in park and try to jump in the backseat and grab my other kid before we fall over the cliff. As I get out and remove my foot from the brake, the car starts going even faster towards the cliff. At this point, I knew there was no way that I was going to get my kid out of the car seat and us both out of the truck before it goes over. So, I jump back in the vehicle, frantically, and attempt to slam on the brakes, but accidentally slam on the gas pedal as I jumped in. I thoght we were dead! Thankfully though, as I slammed on the gas, I also had the steering wheel turned all the way to the right and it ended up launching us into a little embankment inbetween the driveway and main road. We got stuck in the snow and everyone was ok, thank God. Another car came by later and helped us put chains on the truck and get us out of hell.
In other instances...
When I was in high school learning how to fly Cessna airplanes, my door flew open mid flight. I was a little nervous to say the least. I know there was a seat belt holding me inside, but when you're loooking straight down to the ground through your open door....it's a little nerve racking.
Lived 4 houses down from a carbomb that went off to kill a gang member.
As a 11 year old boy growing up in the hood, I decided to walk across the street one day to go get an ice cream cone from Thrifty. As I crossed the street, I decided to look to my right and I see a large adult thug running right at me. The guy knocks me to the ground as he runs into me. As I'm trying to get up, I see two guys in front of me with their guns out, yelling GET DOWN! I fell back to the ground and looked over to see the thug car jacking some old lady. He successfully got the car from the old lady and the other two guys ran away to get into a car and chase after them. I never heard anything else about this occasion. I told my mom what happen and we watched to news, but I never heard what this was about. While I was probably not in any real danger, at the time, as a young kid, I thought I nearly died.