I almost died... 'bout sixteen times

Well there isn't really a place to start, but I guess from the beginning? I think that should do it.   One time I was about 14 and it was really recent actually, anyway I was on my dad's job site, because he owns a construction company and well, I tripped and fell, looked down and I was about an inch from skewering my head into a six inch, razor sharp, pointy, rusty nail.  THAT WAS ONE TIME....   On a separate occasion,  I was playing tag at the age of about nine, and I ran around the corner, slipped and then got up, not realizing what had actually happened.  My friend screams OH MY GAWD LOOK AT YOUR ARM!!!! I was like what, I look down and my entire right sleeve was soaked in blood.  What happened: I ran around the corner and my arm sliced on a piece of rebar that was sticking out of the wall. I ended up with three painful stitches (the painkiller didn't work).  Why it was life threatening is because I missed a piece of rebar from cutting my jugular vein by about a quarter inch.  Then I broke my arm... twice, and that sucked.  However I didn't even come close to dying I think it may have been worse.    Oh and i'm the award for being charged by a moose, the most times go to me.  The worst was  this one time, it was a weekend and i'm in my robe, and it's about 8am. I take the dogs out to pee and I walk around the corner, and there was a fifteen hundred pound bull moose.  Since it was "horn growing season" the moose was scratching the fur off of its new horns, this made them bloody and they were hanging with flesh, this made it worse!   Then my dogs run up and terrorize the moose and hide behind me.... It huffed, and puffed, and I ran and slipped around the corner.  So imagine me running, slipping because i'm trying to run so fast and the ground is wet because of the dew on the grass.  Especially around the corner.  Below is a picture of "me" running from a moose.  Although instead of a bunch of people it was me, and instead of  a bull it was a bloody moose.  This also was only ONE occasion, but probably the worst.

Image courtesy of NY daily news

There was this one time I was longboarding down the highway at two (don't judge it was isolated, or so I thought,  and I couldn't resist).  Now, I live in the mountains so yeah, you can imagine what it was like, steep!  So heres me kneeling on my board because I was getting speed wobbles.  I rip around the corner and... BOOM lights out for me.  I was his by a car and the hood hit my head, I hit it so hard it left a dent in the hood.  I know for a fact that there have been many other instances I just cant remember them off of the top of my head (huh wonder why!).