This is a thread for close calls, weather it be with the law, death, or b****s. Its for the time you almost got laid but your friends parents came home, The time you almost crashed your moms car and two months ago when you did but at least I missed the trees.

A few weeks ago I got into an argument with my moms BF, and he left. I ended up talking to my sister shortly after for a while, a lot longer then I wanted to. I wanted to get off the phone and smoke a bowl with my bro. I finally get off the phone, we go onto the back porch and spot a few cop cars coming down the road. I immediately go into panic mode thinking there going to tear this place apart so I hid the stuff real good, so good I almost lost the pipe and did loose the stuff in the pipe. I was sweaty, nervious, and out of breath when I answerd the door. The cop told me to calm down, we talked for a while and then they left.

I cant imagine what would have happened if I answerd the door stoned, or what I would have done seeing cops roll up being high. I probably would have ran into the woods when they were in the drive way on the other side of the house. Either way that was way to damn close, I almost got a felony and lost my gun rights. Two of the primary reasons I havnt beaten his ass already.

Hey there. Interesting story. I have a couple of friends who were at this party , drinking and what not and the alot of the cops came and half of them ran into the woods lol It was really funny though how the story was told cause there was this one guy who had a brother out there and he kept screaming his name LOL cause he was wasted apparently. Just b careful next time lol

Back when I was hitting my teenage years. My step father bought my a dirt bike. I was excited that I got to finally ride one. Well I gotten use to riding it and I began to get more confidence riding it faster. Noticing that, my step dad brought me to his friends who owned massive amount of land. He made a custom track to ride his ATVs and dirt bikes. Again I was excited. I rode the track a few times to get the hang of it and on the final turn. There was a small pond and a extremely muddy area on the opposite side of the pond where the track went in between. Off to the left was a barbed wire fence to keep the neighbor's cattle out of his property. Well I got ballzy and decided to take the dirt bike to it's max speed. When I came around the corner. I tried to slow down, but not fast enough and hit the muddy area and slammed into the fence. The wires cut the strap off my helmet sending it flying 20 yards over the fence while the fence snapped and wrapped around my neck. The barbs dug into my throat and chocking me. I couldn't breathe, but if I tried to breathe it would have dug into my flesh more. I was literally hanging myself until my step dad finally made it up to me setting me free. That was my close call.

(Side note. See my name is Stephen and my cousin was there with us. What was funny that. When I crashed. My step dad was sitting right next to my cousin talking to him and he jumps up saying. HOLD ON ROBERT! I'M COMING! It was funny, but we were all glad I was alright.)

During my junior year of high school I rode the bus and my bus stop is in a very dangerous area. It's on a hill with a turn on it and lots of trees, so it's nearly impossible for on coming cars to see a stopped bus until it's too late and it doesn't help that people go 60 on a 40 road. Well one day, the rest of the kids and I were getting off and we have to cross the other lane of traffic(which is fine because that's the only lane that can actually see us). A dump truck was speeding and came over that hill and didn't see the bus until too late. Either his breaks gave out or he didn't even bother pressing them. He sureved into the other lane of traffic to avoid hitting the bus. Unfortunately, we were already crossing the street. My brother had made it across, but a neighbor and his cousin were still in the middle of the road and I was just starting to cross. My neighbor, seeing the oncoming truck out of the corner of his eye, tackled his cousin to her out of the road. Since I was still in front of the bus, I couldn't see the truck and kept walking into the road. According to the kids on the bus(cuz I honestly don't quite remember what happened at this point) I was in the middle of the road when the bus driver honked to warn me. I jumped back just in time for the huge dump truck to go speeding less than a foot in front of me. All I remember is the bus driver honking the horn and truck speeding at probably 60 mph in front of me. If I had been even a second late, I probably wouldn't be here to share this story.