Hey guys,
I’m finding all kinds of cool stuff around here these days, including this autographed Decyfer Down skateboard deck below. Do any of you all skateboard? I’m sure I would fall on my face and “crash” if I attempted to, so really have no use for this, but one of you are welcome to have it 
Here’s how you can enter to win: Post a comment on this post about the worst “crash” you’ve ever been in.
For me, it was definitely a car crash. Head concussion + totaled card = no fun
P.S. Of course we’ll throw in copies of Decyfer Down’s album as well to whoever wins!
Contest is closed – Congratulations to all of our winners!!
My worst crash was in 2001 in my second vehicle, a 1985 Chevy S-10. I was rear-ended by a 16 year old driving a "boat" of a car. As I was stopped at the traffic light to let the ambulance go through the intersection, the kid came up behind me and BAM. I came out without broken bones but now have nerve damage in my lower back and neck.
The worst crash I was in was a car crash at the age of 17. It was Dec. 6th 1995. I was in the back passenger seat of an old suburban. There were four of us in it. We were going to fast down a dirt road and rolled it about 10 times. I and the other back passenger flew out and the two in the front had seat belts on and escaped with minimal injuries. My friend in the back seat with me had 2 broken vertebrates and I had a broken temple and the right of my forehead was crushed in. I remember praying in the field I was crying out to God to save us. Then a peace came over me like no other and I knew all of us would be ok. I started shouting and praising God and thanking Him for keeping us alive. We all survived and got back to normal physical conditions. That is when I learned beyond a doubt that God is real and He cares about us!
No injuries to me and only minor to the other people but I once had a car pull out in front of me and mentally it messed me up for years! Every time someone would even roll forward at a stoplight or sign I would think they were going to pull out in front of me again. Talk about mental anguish while driving!!!!!
My worst crash was when I was 7 and riding a not so big "Big Wheel." I landed on a stop sign pole and cracked my tailbone....didn't know something soo small could hurt so bad. We had family devotions and my dad threatened to spank me when I refused to sit. He thought I was being rebellious but my backside hurt so bad I couldn't sit. Long story short I went into shock and wound up in an ambulance and in the er. My dad felt horrid : )
My worst crash was on December 11, 2001. I was driveing home from work when someone rear-ended my truck. I was at a dead stand-still and the other driver was going about 40-45 MPH. He hit me and pushed my truck into the car in front of me. So, just like that, 3 cars were totaled. It was perticularly bad for me for a couple of reasons. First, I was the one who took the brunt of the crash since I was the first hit. The bed of the truck was chrushed like a soda can. Secondly, my seats didn't have headrests, so when my truck was hit my head went throuh the back window. By the grace of God I was relatively un-injured and walked away with a laceration to my forehead and to the back of my head and a very sore neck. Immediatley after I was hit I was in a daze looking for my glasses which couldn't be found anywhere in the cab of the truck. After the firefighters cut my door open and the paramedics took me over to the ambulance they found my glasses lying, unscathed, in the bed of the truck. Thankfully no one was seriously injured. I still thank God for keeping myself and everyone else safe that night.
I use to skateboard when I was in elementary school. Does that count? I guess the worst crash I've been in was caused by racing a buddy of mine on bicycles. There was no hospitalization afterward, so it wasn't too serious. I scrapped by arm and knees, and hit my gut pretty hard. It definitely ruined my day. But it was so long ago, I feel pretty fortunate that I haven't had any crashes since then.
well mine was not exactly a "crash", but one caused it. I was on a church mission trip last summer and we were loading and unloading a trailer with wood chips in it and one of the trips down the trail we were unloading the trailer wile it was moving. I was in the trailer with my friend and the trailer came undone and and crashed into the tractor causing me to fall and get a pitch fork run into my hip. I was ok but it caused my body to go into a nerve shock and freak out. And I'll just say my doctor freaked out about it too
When I was 11 or 12, I was bike riding with some friends and tried to pass in-between them. (Great idea, right?) My handlebars locked with one of my friend's, and I flipped over the handlebars, broke my arm and cut my chin. It kind of scared me out of bike riding for a while, though. :P
when i was about 8 I crashed my bike on a gravel road. I was going too fast and lost traction. I cut up both my knees real bad and still have scars from it 30 years later.
Well...I earned the nickname "crash" after an incident that involved myself, 2 girlfriends and several rolls of toilet paper. We went to TP our youth pastor's house and I was driving my parent's brown Chevy Nova. We wanted to be quiet and so instead of turning on the engine, I put the car into neutral so that it would roll back down the hill. Turns out the automatic brakes don't work when the car isn't started and the steering wheel was locked...so we rolled across someone's lawn and bushes, wrecking their new landscaping and then....the car crashed right through the next door neighbor's house. When we got out of the car, we were in someone's basement.!
Worst crash was when I was 18 and stopped at a the stop sign and could not see because of some tall grass so I pulled out a little farther and still did not see anything. Of course I go ahead and pull out and get hit by a speeding truck. So I could not see because of the tall grass and plus the car that hit me was doing like 70 in a 45. turned out the guy that hit me was the deputy sheriff who was off duty. So the wreck was basically my fault even though the other guy was speeding. It totaled the car pretty bad.
My worse crash was in 2007. My family and I were driving back from the NC zoo. It started pouring down the rain. I hit a slick spot and ran off the road. We hit the wire fencing that seperates the hwy... spun atound 5 times and came to a stop. The front bumper was cracked.. the driverside was damaged and the rear window was smashed out and the rear bumper was torn off. We were able to drove home. We felt like the Griswolds. And I got a ticket for driving to fast for the condition.
I was riding my bike one day through some puddles. I came flying into the carport and smashed out my mom's taillight on her van and busted it out and cut my hand up. This is a super anti-climatic story...
When my aunt died of cancer is when I had my worst crash, I felt that nothing was going my way. To make matters worse I moved to a new city. But through this mess I continued to seek God and eventually i felt peace.
Well, when I was 13 I was climbing a tree in our backyard, but it grew out of the ground at a 45 degree angle. So when I was about 18 feet off the ground, the part I was on snapped, and I blacked out. Come to find out, I hit a couple branches on the way down, and landed on our hot wire. Found out that I had hit a branch about 10 feet off the ground, and if I hadn't fallen off of it the way I did (like, fallen off the other side of it) I would have landed on a T-post, and byby Daniel. But as it was, I ended up with 5 spots along my spine fractured, and 2 broken ribs, 1 of which is your "rib #1" (so its called) and the Doctors said that it takes the same amount of force to break that as it does to break your thigh bone (Which is alot) and so they only find it broken on dead ppl in car crashes.
I was driving down a highway behind a state trooper. We were in a construction zone. An oncoming vehicle was speeding past us. The officer hit his lights and slammed on his brakes. I slammed into him and both my truck and his patrol car were totaled. The speeder came back to help. No one got a ticket.
When I was a teenager, I was with a guy who was driving too fast on a dirt road at night. The car hit a horse. I wasn't seat belted. If I hadn't braced myself, my head would have hit the inside of the windshield at the same time the horse was hitting the outside of it and at the same place. Thank God I came away unscathed.
When I was in middle school, I was riding my bike down a trail where there are always stray cats around. On a particular turn, I decided to scare one of the cats lounging on the side of the road. You can probably guess what happened --when I swerved to try and scare the cat, I skidded and crashed my bicycle, and ended up with the worst scrapes on my hands (the cat was fine, watching me with a bored expression). Recovery time was the scariest week of my life, because I was so frightened that I wouldn't be able to draw again (art is my one gift or talent I've been blessed with). Needless to say, I didn't go around trying to run over cats anymore --God taught me to respect all of His creations. =)
My first car was a Chevy Cavalier Type 10. One Friday on my way to work I was rear ended. My car was still drivable so the next Friday I took my future wife to the movies and on the way home I hit a cow. When I hit the brakes I went under the cow so it did not hurt my car that bad, the cow came up on my hood and slid off right before hitting the windshield. I have long since sold the car but am proud to say I am still married to my date from that knight.
My worst skateboard crash? We were skating a paved sidewalk next to a shopping centre that made a nice bank for us to do tricks on and come back down, only to push off and go back up and do it again. It was kinda like riding a wave so we dubbed it: The Wave. So one early morning session we went there, for the first time in a while, and I started pushing off like there was no tomorrow! I needed mad speed to pop off the top of "the wave". What I didn't see was one of the pavement bricks were missing, and before I knew it both my front wheels disappeared in the nice rectangular hole, at top speed, causing the board to stay behind and me to fly a couple metres in the air like superman, and then hitting the ground and sliding on the ground for another couple of metres, stopping just before the edge of the sidewalk. The studs in my jeans were grinded all shiny and flat from me sliding on the rough paving! So I got up, shook it off and tried it again, this time avoiding the holy spot.
Besides skating in So Cal in the late 70's I had a Moped that i had modified. While showing off with my friends doing various tricks I decided to be daring. Since my throttle locked, I accellerated to about 40 MPH I stood on the seat, let go of the handle bars and totally lost control. I dont remember anything for about 12 hours, had a huge knot on the side of my head and apparently was awake and talking. I "came to" that evening in the drive-in theater with all my friends watching a movie. I started saying 'what happened, where am i?" my friends were concerned of course. I dont remember going and the funny thing is that I paid for my friends to get in........
I am in the Coast Guard and November 2008 I was out to sea. When we were coming back from New York we got into some heavy seas, 20+ feet, and well, long story short, that was the storm that broke my back, and therefore surgery happened December 2008. 2 rods and 6 screws. I was in the hospital for 5 days, and had to learn to walk again, 5 steps out, 5 steps back, then sleep for 24 hours. The next day 10 feet out, 10 feet back, sleep......Finally by the end of April I was walking up to 5 miles at a time, without any problems. No pain, no nothing, and I was on my way to recovery, and actually was scheduled to go back to my boat August 2009. Then on Saturday May 2nd, after the doctor told me to start riding my bike for strengthening, I was riding my bicycle and got hit by the Dodge Truck, on the ground, back to the hospital, and sort of had to start walking again. It was so painful to walk that I really had (and still having) a hard time. My shoulder was messed up as well, and have had to get 6 procedures done on my shoulder since. The doctors said that I will be in pain for the rest of my life, though they are not sure why there is so much pain, except that my body is twisted now, I have scoliosis now and one leg shorter than the other, my hips are out of whack, etc. My life as a captain, and life at sea is pretty much gone now. The end of August, first of September I started seeing signs from God, that I knew was Him trying to communicate to me, but I didn't know what to do. Something as small as a license plate that said HEVANS, which I found out belongs to Helen Evans, or a road sign for "Surrender Road", that I had driven by everyday for the better part of 6 years, that I never noticed before, and it had never occured to me to surrender my heart to God. (Yahweh). As I was walking in the woods, as I have been doing religiously since the surgery, I was about a mile deep in the woods and stopped at the same bench I have stopped at a hundred times before, and saw the words scribed on the bench "Jesus Loves You". I had never seen it before, and though we have all seen those words a thousand times before, I had never seen them on my bench, a mile deep in the woods, where I walk all of the time, and I could feel something in me stirr right then and there, God was calling me. I told my wife for these few weeks more than once that God was calling me, she asked me "for what?" I said I do not know, but He is calling me. I kept telling her this as the signs kept coming. Probably a hundred signs. So I called the only friend I knew who had given his life to Christ right in the middle of our crazy partying days. I found him on Facebook, and called him for the first time in 18 years, and told him what I told my wife "God is calling me, and I do not know what to do". He told me about John Bevere's book Drawing Near, so I bought it immediately, read the first two chapters, and went to the appendix and read the prayers, and was completely overwhelmed by the love of Christ immediately, and the tears flowed like a river for a couple of hours. The Holy Spirit had descended on me. This was the first time I had ever felt pure love such as this. Not from my wife nor from my family, nor anyone else, have I ever felt love like this. Remember that at this time in my life I was supposed to be on my ship, and they were out to sea while this was happening. In other words none of this would have happened if I had been on my ship, basically it would not have happened if I had not been hit by the truck, which cancelled my orders to go back to sea. The last words I read after The prayer in the book, were "Welcome Home". THis happened Sept 13th 2009 Sunday morning. So I knew I had to go to church. My new neighbor is Pastor Victor from a local church so I went. The first service was still in session and only one person was in the hallway outside the atrium. He came up to me gave me a huge hug and said "Welcome home". I knew Christ was real at that point. I must have cried joyful tears for 6 hours or so that day. Thank you, Andrew Elliott
Greetings all, At the age of 17 I dove into a foot of water! I was 55 feet from the shore on the edge of a boat dock. I dove over my friends sitting on the edge. I could feel the sand flow over the back of my head as I hit the bottom. OUCH...I looked like one of those old cartoons when they jumped in the water! Lol. I crushed c-1, 2 & 3...and found out years l8r, that I actually severed my spinal column... WOW RIGHT!?! 5 weeks & 3 days l8r, (after surgery) I was working as a chimney sweep 3 stories up on the edge of a roof, cleaning a chimney. So, that's my "crash" story & I try to remember EVERYDAY to thank GOD for saving me. I am blessed...man o man, GOD IZ GR8. Thanx for listening:)
Several years ago, my brother and I were at some storage place and we found one of those big storage carts. Well we were rollarblading around and decided to ride it down a hill. Big mistake! We took off down the hill at a really fast speed! Haha! Well we hit a curb and my brother did a flip over the front of the cart and I just bit my lip pretty bad! Not a lot of damage done, but we were terrified! It was quite funny!
Back when I was 6 (7 yrs ago!), I was at my friend's house. We were riding bikes...i had his older sister's bike (too big for me). This bike only had handle breaks and I was used to peddle breaks on my bike. My friend told me there was an awesome hill to ride down in his yard. Unfortunately, I listened. He went down and I immediately followed. i went too close to him and missed the turn. There were 3 retaining walls that were unavoidable, and in front of me. If you don't know what retaining walls are - these were little walls about 2-3 feet tall, holding up sections of earth in succession as the hill declines. I tried to break with the pedals. When I failed to stop that way, I finally realized the bike had handle breaks. Unfortunately, it was too late and I want off the retaining walls. It sounds cool, and it ALMOST was. I landed after taking off of the 1st retaining wall, made the second, but it jarred me. On the third, I just couldn't hang on and flipped over the handlebars and slammed into the ground. I tried to break the fall with my arms. As I tried to get up, I felt serious pain in my arms, so I didn't notice the bike barreling toward me, which slammed me in the back, forcing me down onto my hurting arms. After the bike rolled away, I couldn't get up because of the excruciating pain in my arms. When we went to the hospital, we found out that both my arms were broken. I had to wear full arm casts on both arms for 6 weeks. It was really annoying to be bathed, dressed and fed by my parents and friends. The two bonuses though, were the giant bag of presents I got from my classmates and the fact that my cast glowed in the dark, which I thought was pretty cool at the time!
My worst crash was a simple bicycle crash. Road rash, broken hand, nothing serious. The important part was my son was not injured when I ran into him.
well it was new years day and I went out to land a Front Foot Impossible, it could've killed me... I hit my back butt and my brains rattled. I have video, if youre interested I could give ya link lol
my crash happened when i was on my bike. near my house there is a huge water drainage system, it is about 8 feet wide and 4 feet deep. the walls of the gutter are at about 80 degrees. I had the great idea that if i rode my bike over the edge, that it would be like a half pipe, instead, i went straight down and my handle bar ripped through my shorts, underwear, and left a huge bruise on my upper thigh.
I was riding my bike on a dirt road and went down a hill and lost control and we was picking rocks out of my knee for a week. To mke it worse i had to walk back to my house with my knee bleeding which was about a half a mile away.
I skateboard!! So here's a story about skateboarding. I was at a skatepark doing a trick and I think that I landed wrong and fell head first into the concrete without a helmet. I remember crying thinking I was disabled or something. I'm all good. Found out later that night that I fractured my wrist. I'm not sure that counts as a crash, but I guess I crashed into the concrete? Haha. Oh well =P
Ok so New Years day this past January I went out to land a Front Foot Impossible, you know so I'd be doing em all year lol well I came close but didn't actually land it instead I slipped on the landing hitting my butt back and rattling my brains...ouch!!! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vh8haox4HUY
We just bought brand new mountian bikes for us and the kids this past april. Well, of course, we just had to ride them ,so the kids ands I went for a bike ride for about 3 miles. we were riding back home and just got onto our road and we all started to ride really fast down the hill, all the sudden my son started to hit his brakes for some reason and shot himself forward hitting the ground face first( did have a halmet on) and scraped his nose and from his lip to the left ear pretty good. well seeing what happened to him, I freaked out and hit my brakes sending me flying over my bike , shooting me threw the air about 5 feet hitting the ground on my left side really hard buising the bones on my shoulders and hip and braking my right wrist upon inpact trying to brace myself when hitting the ground. My son made it through with no issue, acted like it never even hurted, me on the other hand couldn't walk for a week , had to take pain meds for my hip and wrist and could even do hardly anything for about 2 weeks, just finally getting out of the cast for my wrist but has lost a lot of flexiblity in it and it still hurt to do anything extreme or lifting heav weight. So all in all, this is the second time I broke my wrist, and the third time i have busted up my hip while riding a bike.
The worst crash I ever had was when I ran into a lady who jumped out of her car on the interstate and she didn't remember any of it. Horrifying and Confusing experience.
I haven't been in any real physical crashes, but I've had my share of metaphorical crashes like the song "Crash" is referring to. A few years ago, I was crashing down without a sound, with depression that I masked well, and thoughts of suicide I didn't share. I was "driving blind" and couldn't make up my mind how to go through with it. I couldn't stand the pressure anymore. But then in a miraculous way, I found Jesus; or rather, He found me and got my attention. I was raised in a Christian home, but it took my crash to get my attention. Things started to turn around, and I was crashing the other direction, in a positive way. Instead of my problems crushing me, with God's help I crashed through them. "And I'll pass you up I'm not gonna crash And burn away I'll rise today You won't break me down when I crash through you". Now it's my sin that's crushed, not my spirit! :)
When I hit a deer with my car. I did not get hurt but my car did get banged up.
My worst crash happened my senior year in High School. I lived in Honduras, In schools all Pre-K, Elementary, Middle, Junior and Senior High student go to the same facility. We arrived at different times and had different schedules. High School and Junior High were the first to arrive, then the rest of the school. Pre-K Kids were the first to leave. As that year’s seniors we were allowed to leave early when we had final exams. That day we took the Pre-K bus back home. On the (a full bus) ride home we had stopped at the middle turn lane about to make a left turn. As we were waiting to turn, an 18 wheeler hit us on the right rear end which made our bus tip over to the side. Thank God no one died, but a few of the kids and some of the other seniors with me got hurt. All these kids crying because they were scared did not help the situation. We had about 7-10 people taken to the hospital.