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When I was 10, me and a "buddy" of mine burned a house down.
When I was 14, I got hit by a car while I was riding my bike. This was at the same intersection as the house that burned.
When I was 24 I got hit bya car again, twice. Dummy couldn't figure out to stop when I said stop, then stalled it and hit me again when he tried to restart it in gear. My knee was messed up for a while from that one.
When I was 25, I got married.
When I was 28 my first son was born. The second when I was 29. The third when I was 31. Finally figured out what caused it though.
Now that I think about it, I've had an interesting life. I've been arrested, flown airplanes, flew a helicopter once for 11 seconds, ridden a motorcycle faster than 110 mph and got pulled over for it, driven a police car faster than 130 mph, been beaten up, shot at, chased and ridiculed.
I've seen dead guys laying on the road, and guys that wished they were dead.
Wow. I'm only 34. I wonder what the next 34 years will bring.
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