We all have those times when we are terrified in the moment but it makes a great story later.
Here is mine: “The white strip of doom” when you are cruising along a one-ish foot wide strip of snow with rocks and bushes on either side. Perhaps road rash from skiing is a rite of passage?
Could you explain what “type 2” means? I’m unfamiliar.
It’s the kind of thing where it’s not fun or just scary at the time. But it makes for a great story so it’s worth it in the long run.