When I was a teenager, I used to hang out on the train tracks in Long Island NY. Pretty much everyday.
I was standing in the drainage ditch along side the tracks, under a bridge, and next to a 6 ft wall, I was knicked by a train doing 60 mph. I blanked out and woke up 60 feet away up a hill, under the bridge. My friends were all looking for my remains on the tracks after the train passed, until I shouted to them, and said, "I'm up here" They all asked how I got there, and I said I do not know.
I also had pneumonia, that I contracted from a sick parrot, and almost died in the hospital. This one I owe to science/medicne for saving me, but if you look at the other side, I probably would have never owned that parrot if it weren't for science. lol
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