i try not to kick to much with a (now) bad back, but i still have the 200x but i tore the rear end up in it bearings are shot, someone had to teach it a lesson.

 

BAD 200x I bet it wont do it again

 

My worst I think has too be when I was about 10 and I fell off the top rail of the fence and hit the side of my head on a cycle section on a swather and loped off half of my ear.

The almost worse was same age falling flat on my back in a cactus patch.


Annnnd the most painful of them all was when I was taking a pto off the back of the tractor I had my fingers all 8 of them in side the u joint and when it came off the spindle it folded down and crushed all of my fingers

 

One day my dad and I were loading huge logs about 200lbs plus using a skid loader. He was scooping them up and i would roll them off into my truck bed.
So on his second load one log was right on the edge of the bucket, and it started to tip foward, my reaction was OH Crap its gonna break out my tail light--or worse dent the top down.
Without thinking i tried to stop the log but it was already on its way down as I put my hand under it, when it smashed my hand into the bed corner making a dent with my hand....needless to say i had an extremely bruised hand, lucky it didn't break. But at least I didn't break the tail light.hahaha

 

Here is my thumb after I shut it in a door on a hemi 1500 yesterday It was in to the point where the door was closed and I couldnt pull it out, I had to open the door to get it out

 

Dshiftff, that remided me of how I smashed my thumb recently.

I was de-burring the edges of a piece 1/8th inch plate aluminum, with a stationary disc sander . I held the plate at a bad angle to the disc, and it grabbed the plate. It took the plate and before I could react, it had smashed my thumb hard against the sander frame. That's when I let go. It then threw the plate against the wall behind at warp speed. It hit and clattered to the floor. Luckily it didn't rebound elsewhere (like my shins). My thumb hurt like heck the rest of the day. Here's how mine ended up :

 

well heres one that we shouldn't have walked away from.

was in greece about 4 years ago on vacation it was me, my brother, cousin from toronto, his cousin and my other cousin from greece (the driver)

we went out one night. my cousin that lives in greece was the designated driver. so of course he ends up getting the most wasted out of all of us. now our designated driver has become the designated drunk. so as we were leaving the club we were having a big argument over who is going to drive back. i kept saying let me im the least drunk and probably the safest driver out of all of us. so of course my cousin has too much greek pride and said let me drive you canadians don't know this area.

of course i know the area quite well because i've travelled everywhere on that island. so he drives. doing about 160 km/hr around corners on the main roads, keep in mind there are no street lights. so we are comming up to this one turn. it is a 90 degree bend that goes into a down hill than a u-turn. its were there is a huge cliff. so we all know that it is comming up. the driver of course says "ah you canadians can't drive like us greeks. i know everything here"

so of course the car goes straight off the road. through a massaive bush. takes down two fair sized trees and finally comes to a stop 3 feet from a 100 foot drop. the third tree stopped us.

forgot to mention i cut my leg open trying to get my smokes out of the glove box after lol.



having a victory survival smoke.

 

A few years back when I was driving I was at a golf course on the back of my flatbed unloading a bunch of cast iron and steel fitting's, the weather was real bad people were running everywhere, well I didnt think much about it I was used to working outside so no big deal right...the last thing I remember was every hair on my body standing out and tingling...when I came to and realized I had been struck by lighting I felt like a real a@#$%&* to say the least, the doctor at the ER thought it was kinda funny.

 

When I was about 8 y/o, I was running as fast as I could to try to get away from a fastball that some 5th grade schmuck had hurled at me. I was so busy looking over my shoulder to watch the ball coming at me that when I turned my head around, I ran nose first into a 3" steel fence post ... after my face ricoched off of the post the ball finally connected with my forehead.

Ended up with a busted & badly twisted nose, two black eyes and the biggest knot you have ever seen on my noggin' . Still surprises me to this day that I never blacked out.

Cheers,
PISTOL

 

seems to be a few stories that deal with framing.... i so happen to have one as well... i used to work for my dad building homes among other things. the house we were working on at the time was a two story wood framed house. i was bracing the second story walls with 1x6's to stakes in the ground. the top layer around the foundation was sand and then some harder dirt. so i figured it would be a good idea to put my foot up against the stake in the ground to brace it. the first nail went in just fine. now to put things in perspective it was thanksgiving day and we were working.... so needless to say i wasn't very hapy to begin with... and using my framing hammer i set the second nail and drove it in with on heck of a swing. suddenly i realized that my foot wasn't feeling so great and for some reason i couldn't move it.... you guessed it that second 16 penny nail was sunk into my foot.... right in the joint where the big toe connects to the foot. i was trying to figure out if i should try and pull the nail out of the wood with my hammer or if i should just pull my foot off the nail, well i chose to pull my foot off the nail. that hurt like heck and now i was ****** about putting a hole in my new red wing boots. i didn't tell anyone about it till i got home. it was kinda hard to hide it when i took my boots off and my sock is soaked in blood. the next day i went to the doctor because it was swollen so bad and i couldn't walk on it. x-rays said i got pretty lucky, when the nail went in it dislocated the joint instead of punching through the bones. i still get crap for that one.


one more.... this one is a little more brutal.... out on a bike ride with my dad one night... going around a curve at about 70mph on a divided hwy i was in the left lane passing a car with the ol' man right behind me getting ready to pass me. then the M*%&#$ *&%$#@ in the car decided he needed to be in the left lane NOW!!!!!! and i was right next to him. i'm pretty sure he knew i was there as i have to wear ear plugs even with a full face helmet (which i was wearing that night for some reason..... THANK GOD!!) i usually wear a half helmet but anyways when this guy decided to switch lanes it caused me to go into survival mode. i though it to be my best bet to cut through the median as there wasn't any traffic coming the other way. since my dad was so close to me he had to do the same thing.... i looked in front of me on the ground and whats that???? a huge drain hidden by the grass.... dads to close on my left to move that way and it is too steep on my right to move that way...... this is gonna hurt.... alot.... BLACKOUT..... about 375' later i came to rest, helmet allbut shattered and my bike was past me. i woke up with 5 or 6 people holding me down.... it was a pretty bad spill and they didn't want me moving and risking more injury.... my phone rings and dad answers it.... a couple buddys wanting to go to a party.... dad tells them he doesn't think i'm gonna make it to that party..... the ambulance shows up and takes me to the ER. somehow i managed to not break anything except my hand when it smashed into the clutch lever and a little blood in my urine from the bruised up kidneys..... i'm pretty sure that someone was watching over me that night!!

 

8yrs old. Me and a friend are playing with darts, real darts with metal tips. I forget the whole situation but the only thing I remember is running down the street yelling "dont do it!". He did it. He lobbed that bad boy across two and half yards (at least 80 ft.) and I caught it, in the back of my head. And it stuck, good too. No E.R. or anything, just a little blood. He freaked, I was ******, but it was too funny.

I have also, within the past couple of years, learned exactly how fast a chainsaw can grab a pair of bluejeans. I was walking, or standing, I forget, with a running chain saw thinking of my attack strategy for the tree before me. I was blipping the throttle from time to time to keep it running. Well one blip caught my pant leg and tore through and down to my shin. I had a good gash going with blood, not flowing mind you, but still enough for an "oh crap". Later my wife asked me what happened to my jeans. It more embarassing than painful.

 

another time when i was about 8 or 9 years old my older brother and i had gotten a little compound bow as a gift. we used to put hoola-hoops out in the yard and then we would try and lob our arrows into one of them. well we each had a couple arrows and would take turns. i had shot mine and went to go get them. i heard him screaming something and turned around to see what the deal was... as i turned his arrow stuck into the right side of my nose barley missing my eye... took quite a few stitches to close it up.... i think it was 6 or 8 of em. karma caught up with him a number of years later when he was shooting plastic tgt's with his bow and one of them bounced straight back, and caught him between his right eye and his temple..... we laugh about both incidents now but at the time niether one was very funny.

 

Off topic but you keep your head down over there. May God Bless you and protect you. Thanks for your service to America.

 

10 yrs old- we burned a big pile of oak limbs; 3 days later, I walked out into the pile of ashes in a pair of flip-flops to kick up a dust storm. Evidently, ashes insulate coals, because the flip-flops melted to slag and now, 30-some years later, I still have a curious mottling on my feet and shins.
In my 20's, a buddy and I were welding something or other and enjoying some beers. I got done using a grinder, and, wanting to set it down in the welding cart, used my thumb to stop the wheel.

 

I was in our yard at work knocking dried cocnrete off an old tamp when I thought having two feet on it would help more than just one. Well it flipped up and the handle bar hit me square in the forehead. I stumbled backwards into a pile of curb spreaders and expansion paper and other miscellaneous junk and must've been out a couple of minutes. I then realized when I showered that night that I had a sore forehead and a pretty good lump on the back of my head too! Good times. Now I pay somebody to clean the tools!

Kurt