I have a friend in his 60s, led a wild life but now rarely leaves the house at night. Everytime he tells a story it begins with "A mate of mine, he's dead now..."That lust for danger - has cost many a young man his life - came near to checking out of existence myself - on many occasions - whether it was on bicycles or motorbikes - diving from ridiculous heights - or just sparring in the gym with a stranger - getting knocked out - can be a whole lot of fun - lol -
- Today not so keen on reliving those close scrapes with damnation - even though it was always some sort of huge buzz - to cheat death - and walk away fairly intact -