Mynock wrote:My Darwin Award was denied by Physics.
I was ten when I discovered my favorite sinking spot, and still somewhat believed the idea that quicksand was a deadly bottomless pit, with no escape except for conviently hanging jungle vines or ropes tossed to you just in the nick of time.
So I'm riding my BMX bike around the sand quarry, take an acess road I never took before, and roll up on the settling ponds. Mind. Blown. All this time a football field sized deathtrap had been residing almost literally in my backyard.![]()
What would happen if I fell in? Would I be dragged screaming into the depths of the earth? The science books said no but MGM said yes. There was only one thing to do.
Without any more fucks given I waded in far beyond reach of anything solid, and sank to my chest. It was the first of many, many sinks, and it was fun......but part of me was really disappointed when I didn't sink any deeper.
In that moment, alone and in a place where no one would've heard me scream, I never gave a single thought to what I would've done if it DID keep sucking me down.![]()
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I'd trade this for my stupid power socket experiment
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