Your most amazing survival?

[Bear76]

Amarillo, TX. Don't remember the place, had to eat a 64 oz steak and fixing in under an hour and it was free. My colon hasn't fully recovered 

[BMathis]

Amarillo, TX. Don't remember the place, had to eat a 64 oz steak and fixing in under an hour and it was free. My colon hasn't fully recovered 

That'd hurt... Free meal though. way to stck it out (not ur gut) 

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I was chased yesterday by a pony, I had no guns left (2 were damaged) in my Chog... When he was 800k I turned into him and the fight  went to the deck. Got his 6, and made him ditch it in the water... System: Bmathis landed 5 kills 

<S> Caddie 

[FTDEEP]

in real life i had a "God was my co-pilot" story. i joined an ultralight club a friend of mine was in only after a few hours of flight sims. with no formal training i took this ultra light back and forth on the runway building nerve and finally took it up. so my first time ever flying a plane was a solo..buty. i get up there and realize you don't turn with the rudder. ever see some one fly in the fetal position? long story short, this little airport had a runway with I-94 at the end of it. a little intimidating but my first touchdown was a good one.
but one summer night coming home with friends after some shopping,we drove past the club saw a little party goin on and asked them if they wanted to watch me fly. they said sure and its already around 8p.m.. it was a great little field, along a lake with a dog leg. so i upped the plane. flew around the lake and everyone was getting into it. so its time to land and getting dark and i bring her in. this little plane did not want to land.i prolly had too much e at the time and didnt know what i was doin. pass after pass it wouldn't sit down. now its getting dark..no landing lights. the guys who owned the club saw the trouble and were trying to flag me in like a carrier.at the end of the runway waving arms. no use i'm choking. now the sun is down and its dark and i cant see the run way. my last pass i happen to look down and to the right and see the moons reflection in the lake. i go around again and just keep my eyes on the moon.knowing the shore is right there and i lowered her in. i knew i was close to the ground and cut throttle. i came in a little hot, bounced <my head went between my knees>.kept the stick fowrd to keep her down and was rolling fast. with full brake and flintsone breaks<feet dragging> i manged to finally stop the bird right in the exact place it was to be parked. God was my co-pilot.

in here i survived being jumped by 8+ guys low and near the end of their runway. they just kept upping. i got 8 of them chased 2 off. they stopped upping. i annouced i'm rtb. lately survived a few 1v5 in a 109 and F4.

[lagger86]

I was out of ammo running home being chase by an LA-7. I was in a Hellcat so it wasn't a matter of if I would be caught, but when.

I'm on the deck dodging trees when my tail suddenly was removed by some russian cannon rounds. I was doing about 300 MPH at the time

and I spun around completely out of control. I'm well aware that hitting the ground at that speed means certain death, but for some reason I

hit the ground on the downside of a large hill and started sliding....and sliding.....and sliding. I somehow missed many trees(which doesn't

happen while flying most times) I finally slid to a stop laughing uncontrollably, I was about to tower out and give the guy the kill when I

heard the annoying sound of an LA getting closer. He had overshot my roller coaster plain wreck and was coming back at tree level straight

at me...so i figured "oh well" and just waited. the guy starts shooting and suddenly stops(My guess was no more rounds) flys right past me

and hits a tree....I laughed even harder at that point, then towered out and got a ditch. 

[whiteman]

Amarillo, TX. Don't remember the place, had to eat a 64 oz steak and fixing in under an hour and it was free. My colon hasn't fully recovered 

maybe The Big Texan and sure it wasn't a 72oz?
http://www.bigtexan.com/

[SSgtHam]

My first ever flight in a 262 in the MAs, I was flying around, looking for trouble, thinking I was hot stuff in my 262...I climbed up to 12K to intercept a flight of B-24s.  Stupid me, I got on the guy's six instead of doing a side or front pass.  So I let off on this guy with all four guns, get his two drones, then aim at him.  As soon as I pulled the trigger, he lit my right wing up, getting oil and fuel from the engine, my right aileron, and my rudder.  I still managed to get fire off of him, so I knew he was done for.  I pulled away with a friendly air field directly below me.  I slowly corkscrewed my way down, but halfway there my right engine flamed out, so I gave it more thrust on the left and kept corkscrewing down.  I managed to line up on the runway, but was going to fast, so of course with my luck I had to go around again.  This time I landed, but I'll be damned if it wasn't the smoothest landing I've ever made.

[zoozoo]

going into a 4v1 on the deck vs spit16's in my d9 and making it out with only one missing gear 

[Bucky73]

Saturday night I asked my wife if she was "getting fat". Today is wednesday and I'm still here.





FYI....don't EVER ask that question





bbl...i gotta keep on the move

[Bear76]

maybe The Big Texan and sure it wasn't a 72oz?
http://www.bigtexan.com/

Ya, that's the place. Been almost 20 yrs. Right off the interstate as I recall. Some bets are better left alone!

[Sunka]

One time i caught a 9 foot bass......ops this is not the biggest fish tails thread.

[SPKmes]

haven't yet... wil kep you posted

[Vudak]

Not really all that amazing, but one time I got both my elevators shot off and managed to climb over a mountain in my way before landing safely at the base.  Working throttle & flaps to control my altitude.  One of my more fun RTB's

[Chalenge]

Went to Iloilo in Panay province Panay Island, Philippines to visit the inlaws. I realized right away I could not survive for long due to the island being mostly seafood eaters. The mother-in-law decides I need to meet her side of the family so we go to Zamboanga by Supercat and by the time we get there my legs are made of rubber. Then I realize there is a strong contingent of Communist Muslims in the area and they would love to have American for lunch (literally). The local General of the province issues me an automatic and an armed escort (big burly women) but Im not worried yet. By the way this is Mindanao so it has so much more meaning to me to have that map out of rotation trust that! We travel by land to Tandu Patan and I learn the roads havent seen service since they were created. In America they would be closed as unsafe but we travel them at U.S. highway speeds. Halfway to our destination we stop to help pull survivors from a bus accident from the ravine near Ipil. At Tambanan we stop for lunch and pictures and a dozen Filipinos surround me to hide me from view from two hardened individuals that had to be extremists of some sort. Now Im worried! The heat is sweltering and the mosquitos are a nagging swarm like knights in La7s after a juicy low pony. In Kabasalan the area is flooded and we canoe (everyone paddles) across seven miles of what should be city. As we move further south we have to go inland as far as Lalat to avoid the floods. Malaria and cholera are everywhere now. Passing through Dumpoc I realize Ive been eating chicken intestines since lunch time as if it were potato chips (stick to the rice). At least the coke is good. Arriving at Tandu Patan we discover everyone has left for a funeral at Batu. Fighting breaks out back west where we have come from and the U.S. Marines are rumored to be training Philippine Army regulars in that area so we decide to travel the longer route to Cagayan de Oro (four days by car) and go by air (after surrendering the automatic). At Cagayan we board a plane I believe would be grounded in the U.S. and head for Tacloban. On the plane I hear there are WWII sites near Ormoc that I might want to see so I depart from the wife and mother-in-law to travel there with a nephew that is Philippine police (he has been along this far). We fly to Cebu and take a Supercat to Ormoc which is faster then taking the shorter distance route across the island. In the jungle near Lake Danau there is the remnants of a burned Zero but its been picked apart until there is nothing recognizeable as being from an airplane and my heart sinks. Near Lubi there is rumored to be a bomber in the jungle there but all we can find is mosquitos (still flying). Traveling back to Cebu we take a tourist Cat to see the area where U.S. Navy ships were first struck by Kamikaze (yes they are at the bottom and you cant see much). At Cebu my camera is stolen briefly and then returned for the 'reward' of $10 (500p). The two of us fly to Batangas and Supercat to Iloilo. At the risk of appearing arrogant I treat the entire family to three days at Boracay so I can recover in air conditioning.

Thirteen hour flight back to America: priceless.

[Getback]

About 2 camps ago I was defending a base against the rooks. I dive bombed a cv in an F41D and got some hits and took some as well. I lost one gun and dove out since there was now a high f4 there as well. After assessing my damage I decide that 5 guns was enough. So I went back to the base at alt. I picked a spit and then started pinging an f4. I looked back and another spit was diving on me so I turned hard hoping for an overshoot but hit hit me some. Then because I turned a co-alt f6 came in as well and really nailed me. I heard the dull thuds and knew it meant something bad. Sure enough I was on fire. That may have saved me though. Seeing I was on fire the Rooks pulled off and waited for me to burn out and went on to another target. However as quick as I could I scrubbed speed and landed on the big pad and of course with my name in lights for the two kills.

Must have been a couple of broken hearts there. 

[mensa180]

I'm in high school.