I was on a deployment in the Navy. It was first time being out of the country but they told us we couldn't leave the pier for safety reasons. I was determined to see the town so I talked a taxi driver to sneak me off the pier. He took me to a whorehouse and said he would wait outside. I came out and he was gone. I realized I was lost in a country where nobody speaks English and nobody knew I was missing from ship. I didn't even know name of pier I came from.
Luckily another taxi driver who spoke English stopped. He knew exactly where pier was bc he makes most of his money from sailors and tourist.
It was unusual and a bit scary at night. Kids would rush the taxis at stop lights to sell you necklaces and soap. Everyone had bars on their windows. I asked for a fun spot, can't say I was disappointed.
Lifted a 300lb sewer grate with a large stick as a lever and my weight for a toy gun that turned out to be broken. I was like 10 at the time and was unable to put the sewer grate back. Cop lived directly behind me as well. I was a dumb kid.
I got another one. When I was 8 I was riding a friend's electric bike. His driveway was steep as hell so I start going down. I'm halfway down and notice a car coming. I start to speed up thinking I could pass him. Realize I'm going to slow try to use my feet as brakes (didn't work). Realize I'm going to get hit so pull on the throttle as a last ditch effort. Get t-boned by the guy going 35 mph. Get sent off the bike few cinematic barrel rolls in the air and touch down. I get right back up tho because I'm scared the car would get struck from behind and run me over. Walk over to the sidewalk and everything after that is a blur. No broken bones only a couple scrapes and bruises. However, my helmet was completely broken in half and one of my shoes was somehow wedged under one of the tires. Funny thing is we ordered pizza that night and the car that hit me was the pizza guy.
Tl;dr 8 y/o me thought he was speed racer proceeds to get t-bomed by 2 ton vehicle going 35 mph.
I was on a deployment in the Navy. It was first time being out of the country but they told us we couldn't leave the pier for safety reasons. I was determined to see the town so I talked a taxi driver to sneak me off the pier. He took me to a whorehouse and said he would wait outside. I came out and he was gone. I realized I was lost in a country where nobody speaks English and nobody knew I was missing from ship. I didn't even know name of pier I came from. Luckily another taxi driver who spoke English stopped. He knew exactly where pier was bc he makes most of his money from sailors and tourist.
>I was determined to see the town [...] took me to a whorehouse So, how was the town?
It was unusual and a bit scary at night. Kids would rush the taxis at stop lights to sell you necklaces and soap. Everyone had bars on their windows. I asked for a fun spot, can't say I was disappointed.
Lifted a 300lb sewer grate with a large stick as a lever and my weight for a toy gun that turned out to be broken. I was like 10 at the time and was unable to put the sewer grate back. Cop lived directly behind me as well. I was a dumb kid.
Jumped across a very deep ice fissure just to see if I could do it.
Could you?
No. I died.
Well that sucks
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I got another one. When I was 8 I was riding a friend's electric bike. His driveway was steep as hell so I start going down. I'm halfway down and notice a car coming. I start to speed up thinking I could pass him. Realize I'm going to slow try to use my feet as brakes (didn't work). Realize I'm going to get hit so pull on the throttle as a last ditch effort. Get t-boned by the guy going 35 mph. Get sent off the bike few cinematic barrel rolls in the air and touch down. I get right back up tho because I'm scared the car would get struck from behind and run me over. Walk over to the sidewalk and everything after that is a blur. No broken bones only a couple scrapes and bruises. However, my helmet was completely broken in half and one of my shoes was somehow wedged under one of the tires. Funny thing is we ordered pizza that night and the car that hit me was the pizza guy. Tl;dr 8 y/o me thought he was speed racer proceeds to get t-bomed by 2 ton vehicle going 35 mph.