Most scared?

That would have to be the time I did the bank drop for our office at night... I dropped the cash at the bank and then drove home. When I got home, I realized I was missing my bank key.

With horror I thought back to the bank drop... and realized I had put the money bag in and LEFT THE DOOR OPEN, with the key in the keyhole.

I drove back to the bank, and saw my key... sitting on the ledge above the drawer, and the drawer was closed.

There was about $7000 cash and $6000 checks in that drop. I would have been SCREWED if someone had stolen it. So I had to sweat it out all weekend until Monday, when I checked with the bank to make sure the deposit was there.

Longest weekend of my life.

 

When I was 16 I was visiting my relatives in rural Texas. It was about midnight and my 17 year old cousin said "Let's go find something to do". We drove way out to a cemetery with the brilliant idea of seeing if the rumour about local devil-worshipers practicing out there was true. As we made the bend in the one lane unpaved road to the cemetery, we could see the torches and hundreds of people dressed in white robes, almost KKK-like. We both looked over to the crowd (as we both were having heart-attacks) and saw a guy in a red robe raising some sort of sword over a nude woman who was kneeling. I said "Let's get the F out of here" and my cousin stomped on the gas. Luckily, he had a souped up Camaro POS and no-one caught up with us, although we could see 20 people or so running for their cars.

We never talked about it after that night.

 

Sounds like one of those "A Million Little Pieces" stories.

 

What's "A Million Little Pieces"?

 

"A million little pieces" is the book that everyones talking about right now. The author got Oprah mad at him. He wrote a biography with a lot of fibbing in the entire book........ google... i'm sure you'll pop up a lot of hits on it.

 

So 03 AP1 is calling me a liar?

 

That's the way it reads on my end of the computer.

I believe you, just for the simple fact that we have the KKK around here (I know you weren't talking about them) and they do some Crazy shit.

A group of us drove to "their" part of the county, where when you stopped at a stop sign ....if you paused too long, you were approached with Fully-Auto's asking WTF you were doing.

anyway, there was an abandoned house on the back side of their property...we stopped...I stayed in the car with a shot gun, and my friend had a hand gun....I wasn't stupid. Hell, signs were posted every where
"Violators WILL be Shot, survivors Will be Shot Again."

 

The only time I feared for my life was during my 103 mph flight when my VFR left the road. The flight wasn't that long....landed in a ditch and when I found out I was alive and in the weeds, I was worried about getting ticks on me or getting bitten by a spider.......of all things. Only had two broken bones in my foot, my chest still does strange things, and my back still hurts. Aug. 2004

Exploding house still takes the cake though!

 

I was held up at gunpoint in the city (In a jewelery store) (I was 14 or so at the time)

After the retard left, he was trapped between two security doors (basically a 2" thick plexi walled 3'x3' area till the cops came. They had him standing outside leaning on the car, while they were doing paperwork. I came outside (the guy was cuffed) and hit him right on the side of his head with a bat. He fell to the ground like a stone. I honestly thought I killed him. Cops took me down to the station but let me go. For a good 5 minutes, I thought I killed a man.

 

hmmm... i have to think....i'll get back on this one.