How many times have you cheated death? Share the story.

I think I have done it 3 times.

1. Flipped my 86 Toyota pickup end over end after running into a ravine.
I wasn’t wearing a seatbelt (few did back then) and the initial inertia slung me flat across the bench seat.
If I wouldn’t have been slung onto the seat, I would have been crushed from mid-chest up.
I crawled out with only a tiny scratch.

2. Around 1993, I worked 2nd shift as a stocker in a grocery store. After work one night, I had a friend drop me off at another friend’s GF’s house. They were at a concert, but were planning to have a party afterwards. I arrived before anyone else and decided to have a beer on the couch. Her grandfather (town drunk) drove by and saw me in the house (trailer ), so he parked down the street and snuck up to the door with his rifle. He sees me on the couch and decides that I’m robbing the place, so he takes 2 shots at me through the front door window. After he missed, he started yelling and I ran out the backdoor and hid in the woods for over an hour waiting on my friends.
Well...they changed party locations and I didn’t know (pre cell phones), so I spent the night in the woods.
Each shot missed me by about a foot, so you can decide if it was a close call.

3. Was canoeing a very rural stretch of the Coosa River around April 1997 with my then-fiance. It was an overnight trip and we camped on an island.
When we woke up, the dam far up river had stopped generating and the water had fallen at least 6 feet. So we were sitting in a small patch of trees surrounded by a large mud flat.
I put and my dog in the canoe and pulled them off the bank and onto the mud flat. As soon as I stepped into the mud I realized I was in trouble. It was about the consistency of pudding and I immediately sank almost up to my ribs. The only thing that stopped me from sinking out of sight was a tangled mat of sticks that had been long buried under the mud.
I was able to get just enough of my body onto the canoe to wiggle free from the death mud.