You know, it's just a damn shame, and the definition of 'freak accident'. But one thing I got to grips with a couple of days after arriving in Iraq for the first time - when your number is up, your number is just
up, fucking period. I saw and heard of enough examples to confirm that in subsequent months.
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Originally Posted by Augi
I am sure the surgeon general will put a warning label on all jogging shoes:
"Warning: Death while jogging increases dramatically when smashed by helicopter!"
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Augi, I bet you wouldn't have to look too hard to find that label out west, modified to: "Helicopters falling out of the sky contain chemicals and materials known to the state of California to significantly and abruptly decrease your lifespan and/or adversely affect your well-being."
I've ridden around in some seriously old and overworked helos - namely the CH-53 and CH-46 - and it was interesting at times, but never scary. However, last year I rode in one of these things at night, and it was a pretty harrowing experience for a few moments:
Never again if I can avoid it. Swear to God, that was one of my top three scariest moments last year...