I once wrote off my car (a triumph dolomite) by piling into the side of a hearse that pulled out on me. It was the one with the coffin in it. My car was totalled, and the hearse just got a large dent in the door (they are built like tanks).
The guy opened his window a crack and slipped me a card, telling me "I have to get this guy buried, so I can't stop."
I was left screaming abuse in the middle of the road while the corpses' crying family-members filed past me on the way to the funeral.
I went to a paintball event in Stockholm, Sweden, got laid without even trying (twice), witnessed a gory suicide (by gas explosion), got arrested for vagrancy, and never once actually made it to the field for the event, on any of the 3 days.