SOL Close Calls...

[CT's Finest]

What up gang. I'm writing this as a man who is happy to be alive. As I was coming home from work today I almost had 2 car accidents with the same person in about a minute's time. The first wouldn't have been her fault, but the second definitely would have been. In the first scenario we were at a light waiting to make a left turn. Our light changed and the girl in front of me started to pull out on to the street and all of the sudden she slammed on brakes to stop from being hit by a car that looked like it was going to run a light. I slammed on mine to avoid hitting her. As I said that would not have been her fault, because no one knew if this car was going to run the light or stop. It stopped and we started moving again, making the left turn and so on. Then next thing I know this woman, who I stayed behind on in to the left lane, starts slowing down and signaling as if she is about to make another left. I noticed that and decided I'd get in to the right lane and go on about my business. So I got in that lane and started rolling. Do you know what this chick did next? She starts to make a fuckin' right turn from the left lane. She was apparently trying to get in to a parking lot on that side. I had to slam on brakes and barely missed hitting her. Luckily I didn't hit her (either time) and no one hit me... Anyway, I wanted to holla at ya'll to hear/read about some of your close calls. They can be good, bad, ugly, scary, etc. So SOL, what almost happened to you?

 

[SamSneed]

i gave blood on sat, today i went to the gym and noticed the spot where they poked me was bruised.never had that happen and i give blood once a year.

as for car accidents, i'm on 9(a house,a pole, 2 high speed on the freeway,1 car jackin i threw myself out at 45-50mph,2 rear end at 40mph,my sis left me in the street in my carseat that caused a wreak,rolled a hummer in the marines) and i'm only 30,one of my aunts told me i would die in a car accident she's into santeria .

 

[melonpecan]

i'm only 30,one of my aunts told me i would die in a car accident she's into santeria .

Wow you been through a lot...but really? I'm interested...


...I don't know if I have had any close calls per se. Almost died from dehydration...guess that's about it Had a couple of close calls with the car though...this one time me and the fam was on the highway and all of a sudden dad starts swerving like five times in and out of traffic. Said he couldn't get the brakes to work. Got a new car sometime after that.

Soft crashed into a couple of trees one time because the paper from the filter was clogging the master cylinder making the breaks not work...


...on a family note my moms, unc, and cuz was in a car crash so bad my unc was in a coma, came out, developed a speech impediment and couldn't remember anything up until the accident. My cuz only had some cuts and a busted lip, moms only had a sore neck. Thank God with time some of his memories came back and he's retained all since the accident. And his speech has gotten waaay better. I was only like 4 but I was scared shitless.

 

[Max Headrom]

I was on tour for the fist time when I was 16 with Coolio in 99' and was in an accident where the van flipped over 6 or 7 times and stopped in the middle island right before flipping into ongoing traffic. The van was totaled and looking at it, you wouldn't think any walked away from it.

I had 3rd degree burns on my left hand but I walked away from the accident. And the trip part was, I was sleep when the accident occurred and woke up to the van flipping seeing the sky and pavement simultaneously as the van flipped. I wasn't wearing a seat belt either. That accident changed my life and it made me appreciate all the little things that I took for granted. In a way, I'm thankful for that accident because it actually changed my outlook on everything for the better

 

[SamSneed]

Wow you been through a lot...but really? I'm interested....

i don't know much about it.only what they(aunts) let me know.magic , trances,animal sacrifice and sacred drumming.

 

[melonpecan]

i don't know much about it.only what they(aunts) let me know.magic , trances,animal sacrifice and sacred drumming.

Enlighten us, please...I'm somewhat of a mixture of beliefs so I'm interested in these things.


Dang Max...But I feel you though. I had one of those moments even though it wasn't me getting hurt. You start to see things totally differntly...to this day thinking about that incident gives me chills...come to think of it since then and events after it I have done my statement almost everyday...hmmm

*enlighten moment

 

[Max Headrom]

Enlighten us, please...I'm somewhat of a mixture of beliefs so I'm interested in these things.


Dang Max...But I feel you though. I had one of those moments even though it wasn't me getting hurt. You start to see things totally differntly...to this day thinking about that incident gives me chills...come to think of it since then and events after it I have done my statement almost everyday...hmmm

*enlighten moment

Yeah man, it's definitely life altering. And if I had to do it all over again, I wouldn't change one thing about the way it happened

 

[CT's Finest]

Wow

 

[dHustla]

grew up on Atlanta.... too many to even tell.

Let's see, where to start.


I'm in 4th or 5th grade, living in EAst Point, GA, got my first Starter coat from an aunt that lives in Chicago for the christmas break.
I'm walking to the school bus stop at the corner of my street and a nigga meets me about 45 yards before I get there with a pistol in his hand and a skully/facemask on. I froze, I think. When he got up on me he put the tool to my chest, right to my heart and kept saying "gi'h it up, nigga, gi'h it up".
I looked at folks at the bus stop, and saw 'em looking on. Thought for a quick second, and dropped my bookbag & came up out my San Jose Sharks Starter coat. I picked up my bookbag and turned around, I was finna go back home.

Everybody started cracking up laughing and the nigga with the tool was holding my coat out extended. Still laughing their ass off, he said, "here boy! get cho' coat!"

Turned out that it was a nigga I knew named Rico, wasn't far from my age, maybe 2 or 3 grades ahead of me and the gun was a fake lil capgun.

SHIT! I had it hard. And that ain't the worst.

 

[CT's Finest]

^^^^ Damn.

 

[dHustla]

^^^^ Damn.

Then I had to deal with the ridicule of being the "ol' puss'ass nigga that got his coat took wit a fake gun"

 

[melonpecan]

Then I had to deal with the ridicule of being the "ol' puss'ass nigga that got his coat took wit a fake gun"

Shit, better to live to tell how you got jacked with a fake gun that to be the dumbass that died over a coat with a real gun.


Speaking of guns, I wonder what happened to Lavelle (sp?)? Just cause ole girl threw that egg at you don't mean you had to shoot at us on school grounds smh.

 

[dHustla]

I was 18 or 19, working for this burger & wing spot on Boulevard doing deliveries in my '85 Regal.

Coming back from last delivery, it's after 12 and just started raining like 15 minutes ago.

I'm heading east on Atlanta Ave, sitting at light at Boulevard about to make a left and pass Grant Park.

An old Chevrolet truck, candy orange, stepside, maybe a '70's model, is going south on Boulevard and makes a fast right turn onto Atlanta Ave. Mind you, it's a light rain, and it had just started raining (the first 30 minutes of a rain are the slickest on the roads because all the oil and rubber hasn't had a chance to get washed away and is raised to the surface).
So he takes this turn too fast and I see his headlights coming right for the driver's side of my Buick coupe. All jokes aside, my life flashed before my eyes. I ain't even bullshitting. I didn't see anything after that, but somehow he missed me completely! He had to have kept the spin going all the way into a telephone pole on his side of Atlanta Ave! The traffic light went out, the street lights went out all around me and I heard a baby crying.

I don't remember parking, but I do remember getting out to see what was up. I got to the truck and the man didn't seem to be panicking at all, the baby was holl'n like hell, and he was ok. I didn't have no minutes on my phone or some shit so I told him I would go back to the store and call the police. In hindsight, he seemed to want me to get lost. I wasn't drinking at the time so I didn't pick up on the signs of impairment... so young .

So I go to call for help and come back.... he's nowhere to be found, him or the baby. The truck is still there. This truck was made of REAL METAL, back when cars were worth their weight, literally, and he wrapped about this pole head on. The front bumper & hood looked like a V.
I waited there until the ambulance got there and they were just as puzzled. They circled the intersection and said there was nothing for them to do since no one was hurt and they left.


Fast forward to like 2004 or 2005, I'm at the BP on Boulevard, across the street from the fire station and who do I see drive in. Candy orange, stepside, Chevrolet truck. I think to myself, "ain't no way in hell". The truck was clean, y'all. I get out and approach dad, ask him if the truck had ever been in an accident down the road by Grant park.... It's him! He says, "yeah." I told him who I was and he thanked me for being a good samaritan. I asked what happened, even though I had already figured that he got the baby out and went into the park and sat for a minute until the police left, then reported his truck stolen, etc. He didn't tell me the whole story, but he said he went into the park and that the baby was ok. The truck looked immaculate, we talked about that for a few then I threw the deuces.

Small world, and I ain't even from 4th ward.

 

[sean69]

Second year grad school.

Was in the lab manipulating molecules n shit, undergraduate summer research intern aka 'helper monkey' was recrystallizing an intermediate I spent 3 weeks making and was about to add dichloromethane to that shit knowing damn well...or maybe not ...that it would dissolve the crystals and fuck my entire month up. So I'm like ... "Hey, WTF!!!...STOP BITCH!!!" .... She's like, "oh, sorry" ... then she goes to pour away the dichloromethane in the waste bottle ... that contains NON-halogenated waste... and says it right on the bottle in bold block letters "NON-HALOGENATED WASTE" ... but she does anyways. ...and screws the waste bottle cover on tight.

I notice this from the corner of my eye and yell "Run muthafu--!!!" ...and that bitch was at the door before me on some True Blood vampire movement shit

...20 seconds later ... BOOM!!!

Luckily she closed the fume-hood screen and even though the glass was shattered the explosion was contained. The Waste bottle was no weher to be found. And I fired her.

 

[CT's Finest]

Bump

 

[CT's Finest]

I almost got hit by a car while crossing the street as well. Punk ass ran a light while making a turn and almost got me. I had to literally stop walking to avoid it. One more step and I probably would have gotten fucked up. Not killed, but fucked up for a while.

 

[WhenTheGoingGetsTtuff]

I used to dance, and sometimes i'd do private dances. I was visiting a guy in his hotel room and i started dancing. He wanted to have sex. But i wasn't doing that. He acted really calm. And then out of nowhere he hit me and dazed me. He was on top of me raping me. When i came too. I told him let me go when he finished. He kept saying no i was going to tell. I promised him i wouldn't tell anyone. He didn't believe me. And began hitting me. He pulled out a knife and cut my throat.

I passed out and he put me in a dumpster. Luckily for me, a lady saw him putting me in the dumpster and called the Ambulance. He was never found. That i know of. Never caught.

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When hubby and i were in Africa, in Mogadishu i was kidnapped off the street in broad butt daylight. Hubby saved me before those guys could rape and kill me.

I was charged by an ox once. And it ran me over. Like stomped me. But i was ok miraculously.

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I caught malaria too.