User blog comment:Dbx25/Aaaaahh... The good ol' days.../@comment-1079585-20100326032900

I was bombing down one of my friend's hills on my longboard. There are three bumps on the hill that you have to look out for, so I was basically watching the ground until I passed the third bump. I look up and there is a truck with a hitch on it pulling forward into a driveway, taking up almost the entire road. Keep in mind that I was going just under 30 MPH here. My options were to bail onto someone's lawn (bad), slam into the side of the truck (death), or, option C (the one I chose), where I zipped between the truck and the driveway it was driving into with about an inch (and closing) between me and the front of the truck. I was literally in a state of "shell shock" afterward from all of the adrenaline. The fact that I came out of that unscathed was a combination of luck, balls, and intense boarding prowess.

That's the kind of thing where when you think back on it, you're like, "Holy shit. That actually happened to me."