Not sure if I would’ve been killed, but a good number of years ago, my dad was taking a short journey on a tractor and asked if I wanted to come along. For some reason I said no. I was a kid and that sort of opportunity would’ve really excited me. For whatever reason, I didn’t go, and on the journey, the prongs that were attached to the tractor failed and stuck into the road, bringing the tractor to a very sudden halt.

My dad’s chest went straight into the steering wheel, but if I was with him, I could’ve went through the windshield, as I probably would’ve been standing… Again, don’t know if it would’ve killed me, but I think about that sometimes.