What is the most risky thing your have ever done?
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One night after drinking 20 beer and halfway through an 8ball I decided it was a good idea to steal a car. On my way to the dealer the cops pulled the lights on me. Knew i was fucked so I outran them, another cop was on the side of the road standing, I went inches from him doing over 200kmh. Threw the coke out the window. Crashed the car but got away went back the next day found the coke and smoked it. Knew the guy whos car i stole, went to his house and told him i did it. Paid him cash for all the damage and shook his hand. No cops involved. Cleaned myself up after that.. delete if i broke the rules
Not sure where to start. Multiple high speed chases. A gun “incident”. Crazy high speed driving both in cars and motorcycles. Some bad fights. Assaulting a police officer. Etc, etc.
I was a fucked up little boy. Surprised i am not living out my life in prison. Luckily i smartened the fuck up a few years back. I haven’t gotten into any trouble in a long time( but the bad kid is still in me and tries to get out sometimes)
I was a fucked up little boy. Surprised i am not living out my life in prison. Luckily i smartened the fuck up a few years back. I haven’t gotten into any trouble in a long time( but the bad kid is still in me and tries to get out sometimes)
Lol... the owner of the board just started the thread to most likely break board rules and produce incriminating evidence against its members 
For me, depends on how you look at it.
1) I jumped off a couple of the "thousand island bridges" that link Canada to the USA over the St. Lawrence river... If you've driven over these bridges, you'd understand the risk.
2) Some stupid things in cars.. I drove my mustang 170km/hr down a 50km/hr street within the city at 3am... as a adult I now see how many lives I would have ruined had I made one tiny mistake and crashed or if a pedestrian would have stepped out of the dark and onto the street. I once got a GMC 8 passenger van completely air born off some rail road tracks doing 140km/hr. Popped a rear tire when I landed..
3) I don't consider them risky, but many people consider somethings I do while trapping/hunting insanely risky. Going out in legit -40 checking traps on my snowmobile in the remote bush after dark. Driving snowmobile over frozen rivers/ creeks/ lakes while trapping. Tracking wounded bears in in the dark alone. Camping/hunting 3 hours into the remote bush via ATV alone for a week (black bear, grizzly bear, cougar country). Lots of stories like this, but I'm completely comfortable doing these things so I don't consider it high risk, but most do.
Other stuff like bouncing at a bar for 5 years, fighting etc.. I can't say there's one instance I can say was stupid risky, but as a whole these activites are risky.
For me, depends on how you look at it.
1) I jumped off a couple of the "thousand island bridges" that link Canada to the USA over the St. Lawrence river... If you've driven over these bridges, you'd understand the risk.
2) Some stupid things in cars.. I drove my mustang 170km/hr down a 50km/hr street within the city at 3am... as a adult I now see how many lives I would have ruined had I made one tiny mistake and crashed or if a pedestrian would have stepped out of the dark and onto the street. I once got a GMC 8 passenger van completely air born off some rail road tracks doing 140km/hr. Popped a rear tire when I landed..
3) I don't consider them risky, but many people consider somethings I do while trapping/hunting insanely risky. Going out in legit -40 checking traps on my snowmobile in the remote bush after dark. Driving snowmobile over frozen rivers/ creeks/ lakes while trapping. Tracking wounded bears in in the dark alone. Camping/hunting 3 hours into the remote bush via ATV alone for a week (black bear, grizzly bear, cougar country). Lots of stories like this, but I'm completely comfortable doing these things so I don't consider it high risk, but most do.
Other stuff like bouncing at a bar for 5 years, fighting etc.. I can't say there's one instance I can say was stupid risky, but as a whole these activites are risky.
Ran into a burning house and pulled two children out.
Was when I lived in a far north fly in only native reserve. Fire truck was broken down (as they are in most of those communities) and we were called out for standby. Bystander said there were two children in the back bedroom. The front of the house was completely involved. I went in through the back door and was hit with the most heat I have ever felt in my life and it looked like the doors of hell down the hall. The fire was rolling across the ceiling from a wall of fire. Ran into the bedroom immediately on the left. Grabbed one and ran him back to the doorway to my partner then went back and grabbed the second infant. No breathing apparatus, just held my breath best I could.
Both infants were surprisingly ok. We sent them out later that night to a real hospital.
I was told later by my boss that I could be disciplined for doing that, but said off the record I did the right thing...but don’t ever do that again. I did something similar a few years later (in a different service) when an old guy crashed into a building and it caught fire. I pulled him out because the volunteer fire department would still be another 5-10 minutes. He unfortunately died a few days later in ICU.
Not quite risky like the stories above involving high speed chases or anything but still could have turned bad for me real quick.
Was when I lived in a far north fly in only native reserve. Fire truck was broken down (as they are in most of those communities) and we were called out for standby. Bystander said there were two children in the back bedroom. The front of the house was completely involved. I went in through the back door and was hit with the most heat I have ever felt in my life and it looked like the doors of hell down the hall. The fire was rolling across the ceiling from a wall of fire. Ran into the bedroom immediately on the left. Grabbed one and ran him back to the doorway to my partner then went back and grabbed the second infant. No breathing apparatus, just held my breath best I could.
Both infants were surprisingly ok. We sent them out later that night to a real hospital.
I was told later by my boss that I could be disciplined for doing that, but said off the record I did the right thing...but don’t ever do that again. I did something similar a few years later (in a different service) when an old guy crashed into a building and it caught fire. I pulled him out because the volunteer fire department would still be another 5-10 minutes. He unfortunately died a few days later in ICU.
Not quite risky like the stories above involving high speed chases or anything but still could have turned bad for me real quick.
Drove my car at 260km/h going into a 60 zone! Young and dumb of course
Flipped over a pickup truck with a front end loader and I got in big shit for that one but it made me happy at the time!
Fucked a Mexican stripper bare pickle back in the 90’s.....thought she gave me Aids lol
Flipped over a pickup truck with a front end loader and I got in big shit for that one but it made me happy at the time!
Fucked a Mexican stripper bare pickle back in the 90’s.....thought she gave me Aids lol
Fucked a Mexican stripper bare pickle back in the 90’s.....thought she gave me Aids lol
We have a winner!!
I fucked a homeless heroin addict. There’s a lot more to the story but that would be the general gist to an outside observer.We have a winner!!
Quite a few things that should have killed me, mostly to do with cars and snowmobiles. I also grew up in a small town with an abandoned quarry that was used as a swimming hole. I dove a few times off the highest point of back wall and then climbed up the wall. It doesn't look that high in this pic but trust me, it is. Had a really sore neck afterward.
But did you pay her?
Man, too many to list lol, a lot I've forgotten about. But I've done some stupid shit that i am not proud of and also some great stuff that i am. I will save myself the embarrassment from posting but i will do one!....one time i was dared after the bar to remove a manhole cover off the road, boys said i was weak and couldn't, well manhole cover only has two little square holes and i pulled that bitch out, the 4 of my other buds couldnt as they tried. Next thing you know a car was barreling down the road and we split. The cover was still off at that point and well, yeah, the car hit it and tore the front wheel off. Lol, that all im sharing i was like 20.
One more...outran a cop in my parents car only for them to find me stashed on a dead end street in someones driveway. Yeah that didnt go too well. Thats it i could go on and on lol.
Nothing really.
Taking illegal steroids at 41 was likely the biggest risk I’ve taken in a long time.
I used to drink and drive a lot, many times had to look outside in the morning to see if my car was there.
Nothing else really amazing, normal shit we all do, like drive to fast (270 km racing against a AMG Mercedes in my Magnum SRT, 295 km, 1100cc Kawasaki)
Had a Monte Carlo SS I had reworked the suspension on so it cornered really well, ran 295/60’s summers all the way around, racing a mustang down a hill in Edmonton by the Kinsmen Pool. That road is really swervy, totally beat him, but gravel in my lane at the bottom of the road at the tightest turn so I flew over the curb. My brother and I are like, yeah we lived, my wife was punching me (girlfriend atvthe time) yelling at me saying I can’t kill her because she’s a mother.
Actually I think the most risky thing I have ever done was shutting down my business in Edmonton, packing all the equipment into a moving company’s 53’ trailer and starting over again in Kingston, without knowing anything about the place. I trusted my wife, she had lived there for 7 years before she moved to Edmonton. First time I saw Kingston was when we had already sold our house in Edmonton and came for a week to buy one here. Start of the month I pulled in on Montreal Street went thru downtown, all the welfare people hanging on the streets after payday (I was from Alberta, wtf is welfare?), I turned to my wife, “I guess we are doing a discount meat shop here instead of a high end one?”, she’s like, “It’s been 15 years, I know there is a good end”.
It was scary, we both worked at the shop, we had no income, $70,000 to get things started, had to live off that until the shop was built, I was used to living off a lot more. I walked around to businesses and handed out coupons to their staff for 2 free marinated ribeye steaks, no catch, gave away $40,000 in steak in the first 3 months, only person who got paid was the part time kid. Thank god hydro one was estimating my power bills to be like 200 a month not the 800 it really was, owed them 4000 at the end of the year. I was so stressed some days I couldn’t breathe, thought I was going to have a heart attack, I know nothing else, this is all I’ve done since I was 16. 36 years old and no experience at anything, it had to work, butchers working elsewhere don’t get paid shit, plus Kingston’s economy was nothing like Edmonton’s during the boom.
But it paid off, lots of 80+ hour weeks, kissing a lot of ass, did much better than I though I would in sales the first year. By end of year two I was as busy as the Edmonton store. I think the scariest part was thinking I wasn’t going to make it, that I’d be a failure, so I guess that was the riskiest thing I have ever done.
Taking illegal steroids at 41 was likely the biggest risk I’ve taken in a long time.
I used to drink and drive a lot, many times had to look outside in the morning to see if my car was there.
Nothing else really amazing, normal shit we all do, like drive to fast (270 km racing against a AMG Mercedes in my Magnum SRT, 295 km, 1100cc Kawasaki)
Had a Monte Carlo SS I had reworked the suspension on so it cornered really well, ran 295/60’s summers all the way around, racing a mustang down a hill in Edmonton by the Kinsmen Pool. That road is really swervy, totally beat him, but gravel in my lane at the bottom of the road at the tightest turn so I flew over the curb. My brother and I are like, yeah we lived, my wife was punching me (girlfriend atvthe time) yelling at me saying I can’t kill her because she’s a mother.
Actually I think the most risky thing I have ever done was shutting down my business in Edmonton, packing all the equipment into a moving company’s 53’ trailer and starting over again in Kingston, without knowing anything about the place. I trusted my wife, she had lived there for 7 years before she moved to Edmonton. First time I saw Kingston was when we had already sold our house in Edmonton and came for a week to buy one here. Start of the month I pulled in on Montreal Street went thru downtown, all the welfare people hanging on the streets after payday (I was from Alberta, wtf is welfare?), I turned to my wife, “I guess we are doing a discount meat shop here instead of a high end one?”, she’s like, “It’s been 15 years, I know there is a good end”.
It was scary, we both worked at the shop, we had no income, $70,000 to get things started, had to live off that until the shop was built, I was used to living off a lot more. I walked around to businesses and handed out coupons to their staff for 2 free marinated ribeye steaks, no catch, gave away $40,000 in steak in the first 3 months, only person who got paid was the part time kid. Thank god hydro one was estimating my power bills to be like 200 a month not the 800 it really was, owed them 4000 at the end of the year. I was so stressed some days I couldn’t breathe, thought I was going to have a heart attack, I know nothing else, this is all I’ve done since I was 16. 36 years old and no experience at anything, it had to work, butchers working elsewhere don’t get paid shit, plus Kingston’s economy was nothing like Edmonton’s during the boom.
But it paid off, lots of 80+ hour weeks, kissing a lot of ass, did much better than I though I would in sales the first year. By end of year two I was as busy as the Edmonton store. I think the scariest part was thinking I wasn’t going to make it, that I’d be a failure, so I guess that was the riskiest thing I have ever done.
I've known some addicts as well that were awesome and hot. When they tell you their story you can understand how they ended up in their situation. I wouldn't wish addiction on my worst enemy and I've always hoped that those I've known who were really down find their way out.
I had roommate that was a complete nympho. My other roommate, my best friend at the time fucked her and was bragging about how he was going to use her as a back up lay.
I said big deal she would fuck just about anybody. He then told me I wouldn’t have a chance in hell and bet me 20$ I couldn’t. Well I fucked her and then he broke down crying saying he was in love with her and shit. They became officially in a relationship right after and my next year of living there was pretty awkward.
I really wouldn’t of done it if I knew how he felt and I didn’t really even pursue it. I was lying on the couch one night and she asked me if I wanted to cuddle. She must of felt junior because she ripped my pants of without saying a word then started bouncing up and down on my like a bull rider lol