I impaled my right thigh falling down from a tree as a kid. It didn't bleed at all, and I could see all the flesh. It didn't hurt until I noticed it 20 secs after it happened. It was about 4-5cm wide and almost reached all the way in to the bone. The doctors told me I would have died if it had hit a couple of centimeters further up. I still have a fucked up scar from it.
Another time I managed to saw half my right index finger off playing with a saw the first time.
At ten I had a fight with a good friend of mine and he actually threw a good sized asfalt lump in my face, and it hit me a couple cm to the side of my eye. I lost sight and orientation for a minute or so, and had to glue the wound.
During the same year, another kid had the brilliant idea of throwing a stick into the front wheel of my bicycle as I sped down a hill... Smashed 50-60% off of both front teeth as I crashed head first into the asfalt.
At 12 or 13 I smashed my left leg through a glass door on accident. My pants were drenched in blood and I had to stitch on several places.
There's lots more, I'm not even counting the many broken bones. I was a very active kid. In hindsight I feel sorry for my parents.
Boys have more fun.
