I have died exactly 3 and a half times as of today.

The first time I was eating breakfast in the bath tub….and well, I decided to make toast.

The second time I wanted to see what would happen if I opened and airplane door midflight. Strangely like getting vacumed.

Well, I was so thrilled by number two, that I decided to go inside a particle accelerator in Switzerland. I got smashed into the wall.

Then I had a near death experience writing about the times I died. Hence the one half.