This is when I die...

[Neceran]

Ever felt like that?

[SirArtemis]

After a 45 minute spinning class at the gym last Thursday.

[Hysteria]

Every time I'm in a car and my girlfriend is driving...

[Nasr Moghadam]

When I go to work and it's 90+ outside, so it's over a 100 in the kitchen next to a massive pizza oven.

[hoytti]

Whenever I am on the line.

[Tainted Bushido]

When I'm not driving and in a car. Anyone who's seen me can attest that I'm jumpy as FUCK.

[orphans]

I bleed randomly. >> Not sure if applicable to this scenario. I'm still alive... so maybe not.

[BlackAndBlueEyes]

Whenever I beat the "best Magic player in town, no offense Andy" at FNM and he starts flipping the fuck out.

[Amber Eyes]

morning sickness

[absentwizard]

You're driving at night on a divided highway and passing a semi-trailer from the left. As you draw abreast with it, its bow wave strikes your car and nudges it a little to the left. To your surprise, the car continues to the left. Several things happen at the same time: 1) You realize that the unnaturally black-looking pavement was unnaturally black-looking because it was covered with a solid sheet of ice, 2) Dimly-remembered abnormal-conditions driving procedures breach from the depths of memory like a startled whale, and 3) You completely lose track of what your audiobook was saying and miss the reveal of the real villain.

Amidst the wailing of the traction control alarm, you release the gas pedal and your finger flick off the cruise control with practiced ease, leaving the brakes untouched. The semi pulls ahead and you're aware that there were no headlights for a mile behind you. The car is half on the left-hand shoulder now. You give the car a moment to react, then gently steer right.

Success! The car drifts off of the shoulder and back into the road. The split-second in which you rejoice in your success proves to be your undoing; you hold the steering to the right for too long. The car comes back to centerline, then past it, and starts proceeding driver's-side-first down the road while a great noise comes from all the wheels. Over the next five seconds, the car drives sideways, then backwards, and in the panic of not having any memory of the page of the driver's guide on "What to do if your car is moving 60 miles per hour sideways or backwards down the road while in forward" you jam your foot down on the brakes. The ABS complains loudly and the brake pedal feels like it's going to vibrate right off. You now enter the right shoulder in a slow and very stately spin.

An encounter with the barbed-wire highway fence occurs, there's a crump and suddenly you're facing forwards again, slowing in the grassy field. You come to a stop and then the adrenaline hits, the lazy bastard. There's an intense smell of overheated rubber. The audiobook moves to the next chapter.

I write a lie. I thought that was freaking awesome and wished that I could do it again, with less crashing. I want to deny it, but it really is partially thrill-seeking. The other part is nerding out about the physics of it all and the unique kinetic sensations.

[Skie and Avery]

While I was trucking, there was a particularly nasty descent down a mountain road to get to my company's terminal. I'd gone through there plenty of times in the summer, but the first time in inclement weather that I had to go past was during a snow. Normally on this section, you had to slow down to about 30 miles an hour and put on your engine brakes to keep from both your truck going too fast out of control AND to keep your brake pads from catching on fire from using the foot brake to slow down. There's a section of the road where there are no guard rails, just drop off. The snow had caught me off guard and there'd been no place to pull over once it started to get chains on my tires, so even though I was CRAWLING down that mountain, I was still sliding all over the place with a full load - 80,000 lbs of about 70' long truck. Ha ha. At one point, I could barely see the edge of the road because of the snow but I caught a few glimpses in my right side mirror of one of my outer wheels dangerously close to that drop off. When I got to the bottom of the mountain and could pull off the road to chain up for the rest of the trip, I was crying because my nerves were so bad.

[Moonberrycat]

When I fell off a zipline at least 6 feet up and I landed on my back. (I have cardiac problems so it was very dangerous). :-/

[Ashla]

When I fail a math assignment or I receive a PM from a moderator on here... ._.

[Tobias Stalt]

Senior year of high school.

Standing there under the lights in the gymnasium, waiting for my match to come up. I'm staring across the mat at the other guy warming up. He's not a really tough looking guy, so I'm thinking this could be easy. It's the beginning of the season, I'm ranked in the state and I have a bid to go all the way.

So I step out after the crawl of a warm up, and I shake the guy's hand- flimsy handshake. He's weak. He's nervous. The scouts are sitting in the bleachers, watching intently. Then, the whistle blows.

My mind goes red. Every ounce of effort I've ever put forth, every minute of training is distilled into six minutes of Hell. I make a move, he responds. We're locked up. Then I feel it. The bastard has my knee, and he's not letting go. He refuses to be taken down- I don't fault him for that. But he's twisting my knee.

I scream. Louder than I've ever been before, and probably louder than I ever will be again. I scream because something is wrong, and my leg looks like an action figure with an abusive owner. The kneecap is intact, but my calf is ajar. I'm staring at this, mortified. More than the pain, I recognize what it means. I'm numb.

The match gets called, disqualification for illegal contact. A hollow victory for me. The athletic trainer touches the knee, and I howl again. She says what I already know, and I can't look up and face my coach. Something is broken, and I need surgery. I won't wrestle again for the rest of the season. I probably won't wrestle a match again in my life.

It's over for me. The best chapter of my life closed in a single, unpredictable instant.

That day, I felt like I was dead.