So Far My Near Death Experiences in 2023

Bike dropped 100 feet below somewhere

I almost died on Tuesday, August 15, 2023. I went mountain biking for the first time with friends on a strenuous trail.

The mountain bike didn't fit me. I got it for free from one of my I Junk It clients. The bike was good for a tall person with small feet. My toes kept hitting the front tire every time I turned.

I was focused on the bike and trail.

Almost halfway from the trail, I was biking downhill. It was rocky. I panicked. My hands weren't on the handle grip. The bike and I jumped off the trail.

At that moment, I thought I died. It was a blur. The bike was gone. I was able to catch the edge of the cliff. It was a pause for me. I felt that my sister pushed me to the edge of the cliff. She saved me.

My friends pulled me up. Surprisingly I had a small cut on the palm of my left hand, and a small bump on the my left shin. Luckily I survived.

The bike dropped 100 feet below to the ground. I could've been down there.

My friend checked on the bike. It was dented. We left the bike down there. I walked the rest of the trail.

I almost died again on Monday, September 18. My dad fixed his cousin's truck. I test drove it.

​The truck started overheating on the freeway.

I turned on the heater all the way. The truck's engine wasn't cooling off. It was still overheating. Then I wasn't able to accelerate the truck. I pulled over to the right shoulder.

The truck started smoking from its hood. I saw the hood burning as well. I got out of the truck. From a distance, I saw fire on the truck. I called 911 right away.

The fire was getting worst. It was spreading. The fire burned the truck. 15 minutes later, firefighters arrived. They contained the fire.

I was saved again. My sister, uncle, and coach were with me again. They’re up there watching me.

Later that night, my cousin towed his truck to the junkyard. Most importantly, he was glad that I was alive.

A few months ago, my cousin and I did tow the same truck from Virginia to California. I uploaded a vlog about it as well.

I got lucky again. I can think about what I could've, would've, and should've done. I could've junked the mountain bike since my client didn't want it. We should've just left the truck in Virginia. More stress, more wrinkles. At the end of the day, I survived. That's what matters. So far I've got unlimited lives.

No one likes to talk about death. Remember we're not gonna live forever. Death is a part of life.

Eventually I'm gonna die. It’s not my time yet. I'll rest in peace later. ​

Truck was overheating and burning

Fire was getting worst

Firefighters have arrived

The fire has been contained

The end result