Leslie Living and Running Behind the Redwood Curtain -------------
Trail Runner Nation
You sound like my brother. Loooooooong story short, my dad finally told him one day (I guess he was probably in his early 20s), "See my bald head? See you mother's gray hair? It's all because of you." If he was a cat, he'd have used up all 9 of his lives, and then some, a very long time ago. Not counting what he did when he was a kid, as an adult he survived a pretty bad motorcycle wreck (let's just say he left more skin on the road than on his body), a really bad head-on collision that was his fault, and a 30-foot fall from an oil rig (landed spread eagle on his back in the middle of a bunch of upright rebar, and nary a one pierced him). Unbelievable.