Oddly enough, the one that stands out the most in my mind is from when I was 14 or 15. My brother was being picked on my a kid older than him, so I snatched the kid up and told him to go home. A little later, the little shit came around to my back door. I look up, and the little fuck is pointing a 12-gauge at my head. I look at him calmly, then walk into my brother's room, get him upstairs to where my dad kept his guns, and called police. After that, I had a little mini-freakout on the phone with my mother.
The one that stands out from my job is from when I crashed my car, responding code to an accident with injuries. Approached an intersection, and I had the red light. I slowed down, then noticed that everyone seemed to be (for once) paying attention to the lights and sirens, so I give it some gas. Right about then is when this grey car started pulling out, so I swerved to the right. He kept coming, so I swerved back to the center lane, which overloaded the shocks on the left side. I lost all traction there, pulling me into a spin that ended up wrecking me into a bus stop. After I jumped the curb and was airborne. I came out of it without a scratch, but looking at the damage to my car, if it had hit even a foot forward or back from where it did, I'd have been in trouble. Witnesses said they saw the underside of my car, so it's damned lucky I didn't flip, either.
The extra tire at the front WAS at the rear... apparently it cleared the Arby's and almost struck a car at the drive-through. That's me, walking about in the background. DAMNED lucky.