I was actually on shrooms when I typed this shit, don't even remember what I was thinking but I just stumbled on this site by pure accident. My Chrome history shows I just googled spyke and opened every link.

Anyways looks like I've dropped a whole bunch of lukewarm shit all over the keyboard when I was typing this. But anyway here is the actual story.

I fell from a tree when I was 7 and chilling in my haphazardly made treehouse (we're talking solid 18 feet here). The treehouse kinda just broke and my skull hit the roots hard. I just up and then did not feel any pain. The whole 5 minutes before the paramedics arrived all I wanted you to do was go in front of the mirror and see the hole.

Thats the whole story basically, Idk man it just fascinated the shit outta me when I thought about it last night.