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ripyourlungsdave t1_j4lf3rm wrote

I used to do this with my beagle. And I had some nice ass roller skates and she was a very strong dog. We would get up to about 15 miles an hour according to the neighborhood speedometer.

And then one day, as I was coming out of the driveway, I tripped on a pebble and landed palm first. It snapped my entire forearm in half. They had to put me under with ketamine when I went to the hospital because I'm allergic to anesthesia.

So my first experience in a k-hole was when I was 14 years old and having my arm reset. Pretty sure the trip gave me PTSD, but it gave me an appreciation for psychedelics that I hold on to to this day.

So there is my labyrinthian story for today.

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Khazahk t1_j4l6p87 wrote

Reply to comment by SaulsAll in My friend learning how to jump by shipj9

These "jumps" are really scary on skis. Once you've committed you just hope you have enough speed. Knowing how to bail really helps. You would think slower is better generally, but faster means you have more horizontal velocity so even if you overshoot your landing you will generally bail and slide/roll. Nothing scared me more skiing than falling straight down like a rock.

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MechE420 t1_j4kx6g0 wrote

Same thing happened to my dad, except he didn't brake in time. A deer jumping might clear a compact car, but it sends them right through the windshield of a pickup. He was lucky because it wrapped around the windshield frame which prevented it from coming straight through completely. It ended up landing in the bed of the truck. I was 10 a cell phones were brand new and my dad didn't know how to use one but some lady stopped and let him borrow hers to call my mom, who answered just as he was giving up so all she heard was my dad handing the phone back to the lady saying "yeah I don't think it's working..." And the lady says "you're going to drive home with it sticking out like that!?" And my mom is screaming "WHAT? WHAT IS STICKING OUT? WHAT HAPPENED??" Since the deer didn't make it through the windshield, about 1/3 of the windshield was curved in pointing at the driver seat (because windshields have that laminate that prevents them from straight shattering) so my dad grabbed his work gloves, broke off the dangling windshield, and finished the drive home from work. Watched that crazy bastard pull up to the house covered in blood, guts, and a half a windshield. First thing he did after getting out of the truck was grabbed a cold beer and drank it like he just made it out of the Sahara, I think we'd all have guessed as much.

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