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Those "did I just see that" moments
Grauwulf:
I have a story similar to Ed's. I went to college in Sault Ste Marie, Ont. and I used to drive home to my parent's place for the weekend on a regular basis. Well myself and one of my classmates were southbound on I-75 in Michigan somewhere just south of the Mackinaw bridge just putting along in the slow lane in my pickup truck headed home for Christmas. We're only doing about 50mph or so because it's getting dark, it's snowing and the road was slick. The road crews had been having trouble keeping the inner lane clear, so there was probably 4" or more of snow and slush there, you couldn't safely drive in it. Anyhow, out of the corner of my eye I see this red Chevy Corsica come ripping down the on ramp doing at least 10mph over the posted ramp speed and I told my buddy to watch him because he was probably going to wipe out at the bottom of the ramp and take us out with him if I couldn't get over in to the inside lane and slow us down. Hitting the brakes to slow down probably just would have spun us out too. So I got off the gas and eased over in to the deep slush just in time to see the guy spin out about 3/4 of the way down the ramp, come off the side of the ramp mostly backwards, clear the ditch, land in the slow lane, slide across in front of us, careen off the guard rail, spin back around frontwards while shooting back across both lanes and nailing the inside guardrail at the bottom of the ramp. Thankfully he didn't pop back out in front of us again, but it was a scary situation. I'm sure the other driver was cleaning crap out of his drawers after that ride. :dizzy:
shmokes:
A couple months ago I was sitting in my brother's living room talking to my little sister. We were just chatting, having a conversation and there was a fly buzzing around the room. I wasn't watching the fly. I wasn't even consciously aware of it. My mind was one hundred percent on the conversation I was having with my sister. Suddenly my arm shot out and I caught the fly in mid-air as it flew past me like I belong in Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon. My sister just stopped talking and looked at me like I was crazy and I could feel the fly squirming around in my hand. I said, "What the ---fudgesicle---? Julianne, I just caught that fly." And she, of course, was like, "Whatever, no you didn't." And I said, "I swear to god. I didn't even mean to. I didn't even know it was there. But it is squirming around in my hand right now." So I held my hand up to her and opened it so she could see the fly buzz away again.
So. Effing. Weird.
delta88:
someone threw my keys at me once and I was totally looking in the other direction.. My arm flew up and I caught them.. Like I had eyes in my ears!!! That kinda stuff is cool.. them keys where movin too!!!
Apollo:
Driving along at night with my mates, I was about 17. We drive up to a T intersection with a left and right turn just ahead, a motorcycle is coming from the right doing around 60km/h and a car from the left at about the same. All is fine until the idiot car decides to turn right in front of the motorcyclist without signalling. The weird thing was that the guy in the car had no seat belt so the motorcyclist and the car hit and the bike rider goes flying about 20 meters through the air and the driver of the car flies straight through the windscreen and lands about 10 metres away, weird, I still don't quite know how that happened, he left a nice body shaped hole in his windscreen. Needless to say they were both pretty ---fouled up beyond all recognition--- and I'm pretty sure the driver of the car died.
saint:
Best moment of my college career -- bunch of friends and I are at a table, drinking beer, celebrating something. I'm at one end of the table, buddy is at the other end. Table is long enough that there is room for 3 chairs on each side between me and my buddy, though as I'd been imbibing beer for a bit it seemed about a mile.
Buddy says something obnoxious to me. I'm holding a pen. With my elbow resting on the table, after he says whatever he said, I flick the pen at him. It flies across the table, smacks him squarely between the eyes, and rebounds perfectly back into my hand like it'd been on a spring. Didn't move my hand at all after I let go of the pen until I caught it.
Best part was the way I suavely put the pen back in my pocket like it was no big deal. Of course, I may actually have done a whooop and a little victory dance, I dunno.
Spent a bit of the rest of the night trying to duplicate the feat to no avail.
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