I really don't think I would've died as speed was rather low but there was the near-miss with that cop.
When I was two, I slipped in the bathtub and hit my eye socket on the side. Luckily didn't get a concussion.
In second grade, my mom came by to pick me up after school and found me playing in a ditch by the side of the road.
Several near misses with "gangs" when I lived in a rundown town in Illinois.
My dad and I got caught in a squall (I sorta directed him in the way of it, just cause I wanted to see what it was like) so bad the car started rocking. We took shelter in a car wash.
North of Sikeston, MO, I was caught in a supercell. There was a tornado inside it, but we didn't know where it was and couldn't get out of the van. We left I-55 and parked in the parking lot of a diner to ride it out while hail hit the windows and the sky turned green.
I found a brown recluse spider in my bedroom. Good thing it wasn't in my bed.
While riding my bike in the woods behind my house on a trail I made, I crashed into tree root sticking out of a dip in the trail. I flew over the handlebars and went face first towards the other end of dip. To keep from hitting my head, I rolled over my shoulder and fell down a deepening ravine sort of structure about 6-10ft deep before stopping. Good thing it wasn't steeper, because there is a waterfall at the end that empties into the creek after a 15ft drop.