42. So I had seizures when I was younger so the fact that I remember this is amazing to me. My dad was driving my sisters and I to the new home he and my mother had just purchased like a few weeks before, when a woman who had wanted to commit suicide drove head on in my dads lane. I remember him switching to the opposite lane a few times and each time the woman would switch as well still driving straight for our car. We didn’t get hit and cops were called and explained that the woman was trying to kill her self. I don’t know what happened to the woman but I mean I lived. My family and I didn’t have any injuries but we were pretty shaken up.
43. It wasn’t me but my uncle. When I was a kid, around a decade ago, my uncle got shot while coming out of a bar with a few friends. His friend got hit once in his shoulder but was fine. My uncle, on the other got hit 3 times. Once in the colon, lung, and heart. By all rights the shooter had gotten him and drove away. His friends rushed him to the hospital and, with a bullet lodged in his heart and blood entering his lung, he managed to survive. He was in a lot of pain for a long time, but since then he’s gotten his life together and is getting married in about a year.
44. Mine’s not that good of a story.
I was walking down the street and somebody missed me in a drive by. It was like that scene in the apartment in Pulp Fiction.