What Is Your 'Bullet FRICKING Dodged' Moment?

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[danielnolan]

2:48 Story 2. There's something deeply satisfying about seeing a vile scheme being undone by someone doing the right thing.

[Victini]

Story 1:Holy fuckmoli that was an engaging story from beginning to end. Glad OP is happy

[jvwriter]

Story 3 is so lucky they hadn’t been picked up by someone awful.

[philiptreptow]

Not my story but my aunts. She woke up for work with a terrible headache. She didn’t really think anything of it. As she got ready for work it gets worse and worse. She is not one to go to the doctor ever but for some reason she just had a feeling. On her way out of the house calls her boss and says I’m gonna swing by the hospital and see if they can’t give me something for this migraine. As she is pulling in to the hospital parking lot she passes out and the car calmly rolls into some bushes. Turns out she had an aneurysm the ruptured. She had a 50% chance of making it to the hospital. And something like a 20% chance if she did make it. The only reason she survived is because she was already at the hospital when it ruptured. She is alive and well and she stopped smoking because of it.

[VidGirl]

"I ran out of fuel. I'm a pilot."

[randybaumery]

As a teen I was vandalizing some stuff for the fun of it and I police car drove by but the cop was so busy he never looked to see me. All he had to do was look my way and would've been busted! Although it was night time, he still could have seen me in action.

[thebanananacam]

12:20 Well that was a Schwerer Gustav dodge if I have ever seen one before.

[ItsTanuki_Clock]

I have been volunteering babysitting dogs for a few years now, one time I was requested to take care of two german shepherds, however I turned down the job because at that time I had failed one of the hardest subjects of my career and wanted to actually focus on studies so the owners decided to call another person.
A week later and local newspapers talk about how a dog babysitter had been sent to the hospital with serious wounds after being mauled by two suspiciously familiar german shepherds.

[VinlandicSoul]

7th grade, I went to regional junior high school.

I really started to get to know this girl on my bus, she was a bit of a trickster and always got in trouble whereas I was the the straight laced kid.

One day I was sitting on the window side of a double school bus seat. A couple stops before hand I started gathering my stuff together and she says to me: “where are you going? You’re coming home with me today.”

I worriedly said “how am I going to get home?” And I insisted getting off the bus despite her reluctance.

Not even a year later she left school pregnant. She had convinced another guy on the bus to come to her house instead.

Teenage parent: bullet dodged.

[yourock]

The drug dealing one reminded me of mine.

I was moving from CA to Arizona to be with my now-wife. I had purchased 3oz of marijuana from her landlord a little while before and had gotten through maybe a few grams. My mom told me I should really vacuum pack it so it doesnt lose potency. I did that a few days before moving.

Come moving day, Im going through the border patrol checkpoint just past Yuma. The one time Ive ever seen this, there are drug dogs going car to car. I just about shit my pants.

I manage to get through the questions well enough before the guard talking to me tells the drug dog guy "hey, bring Fido back to this car..." then a couple seconds later says "you're free to go"

They were vacuum packed with the type (indica/sativa) and weight (.25 oz) labeled on thr bags. Would have gotten me for intent to distribute for sure, even though it was all personal use.

[GGCannon]

Don't know if this is 100% fitting the meaning of the expression or something got lost in translation but...
I live in Rio de Janeiro, Brasil. My dad used to work as an outsourced Civil Engineer for a pretty big bank here in Brasil.
One of his jobs was to supervise and evaluate the progress of constructions before approving for the construction companies to receive their payments.
One of those jobs was a low-cost habitation in a "favela"(a shanty town), in Belford Roxo, a pretty dangerous neighborhood around here. One of the most dangerous ones.
We were accompanied by the regional "Secretário de Habitação" (secretary of habitation, sort of like what a minister is to a president, but instead, subordinated to a mayor) and one other woman.

Thing is, no one had told any of us that the police had done an operation the day before in that favela and killed dozens of the local criminals and they were very high in tension.
They thought our car was a covert ops police car doing surveillance, since we were going around in circles and taking pictures of the constructions.
We were pulled over by two guys on a motorcycle, one with a handgun, the other with a rifle. Four more guys came out of a car a bit further behind, two with hand guns, which came up to our car, and the two other had rifles and stayed farther back to make sure no one would get close to us.

The first guy with the handgun, which looked like the leader of their small group pointed the gun at us and asked what the fuck we were doing there, and we could see he was very, very ready to shoot.
The habitation secretary guy said we were with the mayors office, supervising the construction, to which the criminal dude demanded he called the mayors office and let him speak on the phone.
He scolded someone in the mayors office on how they did not contact them before sending anyone there after what had happened the day before (the moment we found out what had happened) and that he almost opened fire on us before pulling us over and asking.

Later, they simply let us go and contacted their whole criminal group to give us a free pass to go around as much as we needed and that no one would bother or touch us anymore. We were not gonna be robbed or shot or anything. All clear.
We finished taking the pictures. Went home. And my dad returned that job to the bank and said he wasn't supervising that construction anymore.

I almost in a very literal meaning dodged a bullet that day.

[RamensNoodles-mene]

I feel story 8, had a disc skim my hair in high school. Definitely woulda died if I’d had been standing up straight at the time. Heads up or heads off.

[venomous]

That’s fucked up. I had almost the same situation happen to me except they weren’t friends and both liked me. I choose the one who liked me for all the wrong reasons. (Referring to the first story)

[faust]

Story 9, i think i know a similar case about a serial child abuser that likes to take photos of himself doing it. His face on his photos were blurred with a twirl effect, hence the nickname Mr. Twirl. They caught him of course, though as of right now he's walking free. Coincidentally, the case also started in Thailand.

Unless it wasn't a coincidence.

[trich]

I once dodged a literal bullet. In my early twenties, I took a handful of young cousins shooting. It was nothing serious, just a single shot .22 pistol and single shot 22 rifle. I brought low velocity sub sonic ammo, which had an average velocity of 500 fps. The boys were shooting at this old washing machine we found on our great grandma's 40 acer property and started using it for target practice. 1 round ricochet around inside the drum before launching back out, straight for me. I watched it travel towards me, and once it got about 2 yards from me, I took a step out of the way and watch as it shot past me and buried itself into a wood pile behind me. I found the board that caught the bullet, and it buried itself about an inch deep.

One of my coolest moments, and it made me feel like I was in the matrix. If I had to guess I'd say the bullet was traveling about 50 fps when it ricochet out of the washing machine.

[abigails]

mine... was more of a "they dodged the bullet...and Skylar, I am the bullet" 8/
was driving a f150 with a small trailer (and about 800 lb of cargo strapped onto it) along I-40 when I saw 3 guys running the far lanes into the median. that whole "freeway frogger" thing was popular at the time so I assumed that...until I realized the two in back had badges on their jackets.
me then thinking > surely he won't run into the road right in front of m- oh sh---
>>> in that single moment I had 3 frightening realizations...
-the officer in front saw me, stopped in place and LOOKED AWAY... he'd accepted that this man was about to die.
-the man spun on his heels just a moment and finally saw me... I know in my heart that he truly believed that he was about to die...
-if I swerved, I had to do it perfectly to clear him...while keeping the trailer from fishtailing out into the median and killing two police officers...

every time i recall this story it calls up my CPTSD symptoms... but I refuse to let my condition dominate me...
out of all of us, I was the only one who REFUSED to accept death as a result of the encounter.
I don't know HOW...but I threaded that needle PERFECTLY, and he was so shaken by surviving that he collapsed into the ditch on the far side
~she screams out crying~ I PASSED MY OWN PERSONAL FUCKING KOBAYASHI MARU!!!

[youdontneedtoknow]

9:55 them old crown vics are very hard to kill prob the most reliable car from the 90s and early 2000s

[TDub-oxwu]

Oh. I got one.

March 18th, 2022. I get up late for work, and i leave 5 minutes or so after when i have to be out of the house to make it to work (driving from lacey to tacoma). I end up having to call my boss right beyond exit 132 on I5 having been stopped. Found out that a drunk semi truck driver 5 minutes ahead of me had crushed 3 cars and caused another semi to hit 2 others, and one car to rear end the whole scene. I5 was closed, and i would have been one of those cars if I hadn't left late that day. I could have died.

[Rosewolf]

I dodged a nuke, well, maybe 2 nukes and a gernade. Junior year of high school, and this chubby dude transferred to my school. Day 1 he immediately latched onto me and tried to date me. I’d only known him for an hour and he was yammering going on and on about what our life together would be like, where we’d live how many kids their names everything. I ran for it. Tried everything I could to avoid him. On Halloween he wanted to go trick or treating together. He tried to get me alone, and if my friends hadn’t seen us things could’ve gone pear shaped real fast. Managed to get away from him. Following year hot muscled ROTC Air Force guy transferred in and tried to pull similar ish, only he was known to be psychotic and bipolar. Both these two were obsessed with the airforce and guy 1 was doing drugs (so he claimed). When i graduated the second guy was there at the graduation in uniform and was staring at me the whole time. Never went alone with him anywhere and just straight up creepy. Saw him a few years after graduation and he said he wanted to join the marines (which he knew I liked) he grandfather who was with him asked “really since when?” 😅blew that cover real quick. If either of those guys a reading this, F*ck both of you, Zac and Ryan🖕🖕
In colllege, I had a guy come up to me and starting talking about his church which was near campus. My brain was mush misting talking to him but something kept saying this isn’t right something is really wrong here. We talked for like 5 minutes but it felt like an hour. Never did go to his church. If Satan is real, that was him in human form.

[nvzblgrrl]

Father + step- mom used me as a free designated caretaker/punching bag for my younger half siblings (about 10 and 15 years younger than me - 10 years younger sister almost gouged my eye out once at age 3 and I was punished for sitting on the same sofa as her instead of her getting a talk about the eye thing).

They kicked me out at 18 and I made a point not to do any favors for them after that.

Anyway, after that, it turned out that he youngest, who had established health/behavior problems from birth, had Downs. Which, not a problem on its own, but it does mean that he probably will never be independent and will need at least one caretaker for the rest of his life.


Now he's in his early teens, and according to my step-brother, weighs over 200 lbs (haven't seen him myself, but since 80 percent of my dad's family is over 6 feet tall w/ some near 7 feet, I'm assuming he's all over big and not just heavy) and thinks hurting people is funny (probably got it from his dad).

Important wrinkle about the 'almost everyone on dad's side is tall' detail - I'm not one of them. It's probably fair to guess that I'm half of my half-brother's size.

Definitely glad I'm as distant as I am from those people now, otherwise I probably would have been choice 1 for that caretaker role.