I should have died about a dozen times between the ages of 16 and 21. Off the top of my head...

1. Riding on the hood of a car moving 25mph (and falling off on my head)

2. Driving through a decker canyon, in a Cobalt, with no headlights at midnight.

3. Removing all the lugnuts from my friend's car to change his hubcaps at once, then crawling under the car to get a dropped lug.

4. Using a charcoal BBQ inside my 1 bedroom apartment with the doors closed (drunk party).

5. Putting cruise control on in my 03 Celica on highway 95 @ 120mph, crouching in the driver seat to stick my head out the sunroof.

6. Building my own fireworks out of gunpowder from my brother's shotgun shell reloader

 

Leaving a wrecked car in the Masai Mara in Kenya just before dark, not 30 seconds after encountering a pride of lions, and setting off on foot, stoned on East African ganja. We were picked up by two drunk Kenyans in a land rover passing a bottle of whiskey back and forth, a policeman going back to his police post in the mountains and a doctor going to treat some sick people there.

 

and waking up during a rollover isnt the best feeling ever

have you ever seen fear and loathing in las vegas? remember that blotter that gonzo eats half of? yeah dont try that a home. . . or at the beach