Super Hero Moment?

I've had all kinds of hero moments and I've accomplished many feats of strength but I don't know if i've ever combined the two.

Saved a hundred + pound Rottweiler from drowning in a pond. It had tried to swim and got panicked and started reaching it's paws out of the water which made it flip over backwards and go under. It resurfaced once and went under again and you couldn't even see a ripple on the surface. I swam out and started feeling around and was able to touch it with my foot. I went under and grabbed it and was able to swim it to the bank.

Once when I worked for probation I was pulling up to the office I saw a guy get out of a truck with a beretta type pistol at his side and start walking up towards the office. There was a pawn shop next door and I thought "He's either going to pawn his gun or he going to shoot up the office" I got out and started trotting up behind him just in case and he went into the probation office! I ran in behind him ready to have a shootout and knowing that I could shoot him through the heart and I could still get killed before he fell. I came in behind humans challenged him and he didn't draw on me so I didn't shoot him either.

Turns out he was a friend of one of the officers there and was taking the gun to another officer trying to sell it. His buddy comes out and escorts him back to the other officers office and lets him and his pistol take the lead. The other officer, who is a member here, was just sitting at his deck when this guy he didn't know rounds his doorway with the pistol. He looked up and said to himself,"this is going to hurt!"
 
I passed out & fell off the toilet last week& woke up with a bloody forehead, pants were around my ankles but not a speck of shit on me. I'musta pushed the Bidet button b4 i fell out. This was the 3rd time i passed out that day. Hey passing out while taking a dump & not shitting oneself is Super Hero stuff for a wore out oldman.
 
One summer during college I had a job at an alfalfa milling plant. After doing odd jobs for a few days, I was taken to shipping where I helped fill a 100-ton railroad hopper car with processed alfalfa pellets. After we closed the top of the hopper car, the shipping guy gave me a long pole with a metal contraption on the end and told me to move the car up to a post marked "1" on our railroad spur track and then bring up the next hopper car to be filled.

What-the-everlovin-heck was the guy thinking?!?! I might have weighed 135 pounds soaking wet and this guy wanted me -all by myself- to manually push a fully-loaded 100-ton railroad car a few hundred yards down a level track.

As it turned out, with my cape, a railcar mover, and some time, I could move loaded railroad cars like nobody's business.

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^^^ not me - I'm not that old
 
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In college once I pushed a cute sophomore girl that I was taking to a party across the road, she stumbled and turned to say WTF just in time to see the drunk driver hit me. I got rolled up and off the passenger side of the car. Kept the passenger side mirror from that car for a few years.

Pulled a seemly crazy lady out the window of her husband’s pickup. She was hauling a load, lost control on an on-ramp and went off the road. Bounced around and ended up going across a ditch and stopping on a hill which promptly caught fire. I was coming the other way, stopped and ran over, she was bent over in the cab, seat belt on, windows up, doors locked and I thought she was done. No, she was just looking for her purse. After some yelling she rolled down the passenger side window, unbuckled her seatbelt, and pretty much got pulled out by her hair by 3 or 4 of us. Didn’t get her purse, claimed that it had $2k in it.

Many years ago I get a big promotion, for the first time I’m responsible for not just an entire building but an entire state. I’m all puffed up. Pull up in front of my nice new office building, get my stuff and go inside. Get to the second floor and folks are looking out the windows. I go take a look and realize that I’d left my car in neutral and not set the brake. It had rolled across the parking lot and gotten enough speed to go over the curb, through the bushes and down the hill into the woods towards the beltline in Raleigh. Wrecker got it out for me. Kept me humble.
 
I was at a fancy Christmas party gathering and a girl that I liked slipped on the stairs due to her fancy dress. She slid down several stairs on her butt and was clearly embarrassed. I ran over, helped her up, pulled my wallet, gave her a $10 bill, and said “Well I lost fair and square. There is no way I thought you would do it”.

I felt like a hero. It should have won her heart. It didn’t, but I still think it was one of my best ad-lib thinking on my feet moments.
 
One time I was riding my mountain bike at crabtree. I was riding a balance beam when my front tire went off one side of the beam and the back tire went off the other side. Somehow as the bike was falling, I managed to unclip from my pedals and jump from the bike. I landed standing on the balance beam while my bike tumbled around behind me. No idea how I managed to do that.
 
Does jumping in the shit lagoon of two different dairy farms to save drowning cows count? Lol
 
when I was in my 20's my best friend and I were going up Hwy 55 on the way home from Morehead City when we saw a guy on a bicycle veer into the roadway and get hit by a van slamming him into the windshield. So we stop and check on the guy on the bike, and call 911. we then concentrate on the van which had flipped onto its side and into a ditch, so we get on the side of this van struggle with the door to get it open and we pull the driver and a couple of kids from the van and waited for help to arrive. Lucky no one was seriously hurt mostly bumps and bruises. We still can't figure to this day how that guy on the bicycle survived.
 
We hosted a pool party when my oldest (now 19) was a toddler. I was manning the grill and talking to several friends and coworkers when I turned just in time to see my toddler topple head first into our pool. She had been in the care of a teenage daughter of a co-worker and attention lapsed. Luckily I was keeping one eye on her and one on the food.

I've been told I covered that distance with inhuman speed and that I cleared my boss's head when I jumped over her to get to my daughter. I landed in the pool right beside her and pulled her out coughing, sputtering and crying.
 
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Not really heroic, especially from my vantage point, but... our boss took a group of us whitewater rafting on the James river in Richmond years ago. The guides gave us a quick tutorial on what to do if we fell overboard and were caught in the current. Later on, one of our group fell in, and was being swept downstream. One of the guides grabbed a throw bag and threw it to him, he got the rope and did just as he had been taught. But he was 6' 3" and about 200 pounds, and she (the guide) was about 5'2" and maybe 110 pounds, and was being pulled downstream herself. I got my feet planted on a rock and grabbed the back of her PFD just before she would have lost her footing, and helped her pull my coworker in. I didn't realize how scared she had been until it was all over. Had I not been married/a gentleman/clueless I might have allowed her to show me her gratitude in a more tangible way, but since I was all three of those things a hug and a "thank you" were enough.
 
We hosted a pool party when my oldest (now 19) was a toddler. I was manning the grill and talking to several friends and coworkers when I turned just in time to see my toddler topple head first into our pool. She had been in the care of a teenage daughter of a co-worker and attention lapsed. Luckily I was keeping one eye on her and one on the food.

I've been told I covered that distance with inhuman speed and that I cleared my boss's head when I jumped over her to get to my daughter. I landed in the pool right beside her and pulled her out coughing, sputtering and crying.

Glad you were there to rescue her. I Had a similar experience with our son several years back. We were at a friend’s house. He was on the step and his friend was swimming in the water. He stepped off thinking he could stand but the water was right at his mouth and he panicked and could not get back on the step.

I was putting sun screen on just inside the door but was also keeping an eye out, too. I hear “Help,” and leaped into the water with most of my clothes still on and pulled him out. I was so glad I didn’t just trust that he would stay on that step or that the water would be low enough. He now knows how to swim and tread water, but he was still learning at the time this happened.
 
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We had a fire at work one day on top of one of our presses. It was about 25-30 feet to the top. And it was a straight up ladder with the cage around it. Well I grabbed two extinguisher and climbed up the stairs pretty fast. I pulled the plug and put the fire out. After the firefighters got there. I was still up there and one asked glad we kept fire extinguishers up there. I said no we don’t. I carried both of them up there. He looked and me and said. How. I honestly to this day don’t know. Just grabbed and go.
 
We had a fire at work one day on top of one of our presses. It was about 25-30 feet to the top. And it was a straight up ladder with the cage around it. Well I grabbed two extinguisher and climbed up the stairs pretty fast. I pulled the plug and put the fire out. After the firefighters got there. I was still up there and one asked glad we kept fire extinguishers up there. I said no we don’t. I carried both of them up there. He looked and me and said. How. I honestly to this day don’t know. Just grabbed and go.

One might say someone lit a fire under your ass. You really smoked it. The passion really burns in you. Okay, I’m done...with the puns.
 
One might say someone lit a fire under your ass. You really smoked it. The passion really burns in you. Okay, I’m done...with the puns.

that was back when I was younger and dumb now just older and a little wiser. Now I would just sit back and go huh that’s going to leave a mark.
 
For me, I guess it was when I drove myself to the hospital in the middle if a heart attack. Doc said it was absolutely a case of self rescue.

My father in-law drove past lake Norman hospital all the way to CMC downtown Charlotte smoking at least half a pack on his way because he knew he would never get another cigarette. He was 45 his dad died at 42 from a heart attack so that was pretty ballsy.
 
What you did with your ex-girlfriends is no business of mine.
I wouldn’t have went in and got literally covered in shit after one of them....
 
This really isn’t a superhero moment but it’s something I will remember the rest of my life. I was doing the beaverdam triathlon in falls lake a couple years ago and the water was freezing. It was so cold, I was having trouble swimming with my face in the water. Since my face was out of the water I heard something. The guy behind me was whispering “help help help help” over and over again. He didn’t look like he was obviously struggling but I think he was. I started treading water high and raised my hand and waved at one of the kayak lifeguards. “Hey! This guy is saying help over and over!”

The lifeguards were in kayaks towing large noodle floats behind them. She came over and that guy immediately climbed up on that noodle.

I learned just how quietly someone could drown that day. If he had slipped under the water, I doubt anyone would have noticed. He wasn’t loud and he wasn’t high up thrashing and waving. He was low and quiet.
 
I was working at Camp Daniel Boone BSA for the summer and ended up having to lead a rappelling day on the Devil's Courthouse. We were on the shorter back side but still 50-70 feet down. At some point a kid goes down, looses his footing and face plants on the rock. Then just grabs the rock for dear life and freezes. I had my harness on but had no intention of using it until then. Everyone else was on a belay line and I just barley had the most experience on the rock. So I wait for a line to get free. Rig up my rescue 8 and Prussic knot as a back up self belay and ease down the rock.

I get about even with the kid and ask if he's OK. He just stares at me. So I set the Prussic and lock up the Rescue 8 and tie it off. Then I set back in my harness as cool as I can and cross my arms. Finally get the kid to start talking. Try my best to get him to finish the rappel but he refuses. Explain to him that there are 2 way off the rock, up or down. Of course he wants to climb back up.

Each rappel had a double line. One that the kids controlled to rappel and a belay line controlled by a counselor at the top. You cannot climb and drag a rappel line back up the rock. So I had to swing over to him and get set up. Then do one of the most nerve wracking things I have ever done. I had to unhook that kids rappel line half way down the rock. Thankfully we used a carabiner for each line, one had the 8 on it and one was tied to the belay line. I probably took 5 minutes looking, thinking, tracing lines, looking, thinking, double checking, worrying. Then had to undo the carabiner and take him off rappel. Then he climbed back to the top of the rock on belay.

Slightly less nerve wracking for me but far more dangerous. The next summer I was being belay slave on the larger face of Devil's Courthouse. Had a kid get his t shirt hung up in the 8 during the rappel about 3/4 of the way down on my line. 2 counselors had to rig lines, rappel down, and cut his T-shirt away so the line could work again and he could continue to rappel to the bottom. That one took a while.
 
Somewhere around here or in storage are a few pieces of paper and even a trinket or two for actions that document a few supposedly super hero moments but to me I was just doing my job. But I would have to say my super hero moment came when the kids were little and they would bring me a prized possession that accidentally got broke or damaged somehow and I would fix it like new. The look of happiness on their face and in their little eyes would be one of amazement because daddy was a super hero and made it better.

Unfortunately kids are grown and those moments are pretty much non existent now. However super hero grampa has been known to make an appearance to the grandkids every now and then.
 
Not vaguely superhero but an interesting moment. Some guy had a major seizure at the RDU right after we walked through the detectors going in. Dude was right behind me and we were getting our stuff off the conveyor.
It almost seemed like the detector had caused it. Not that they would, it was just the timing I guess.
At any rate, people froze or freeked out. People called 911. People went running off. The rest just stared.
I kinda caught the guy as he was going down. Had my hand on the back of his head. For some reason, I had a moment of clarity and was completely relaxed. Just held the dudes head and made sure his tongue was clear and and he didn't hurt himself. I had a friend that had these so I knew there wasn't much I could do other than that.
He thrashed around a bit and it lasted several very long minutes. Finally came to, like waking from a dream. Had make sure he was lucid and to explain what happened and try and keep him calm. Asked him were he was, what day, etc and if he had any history for this kind of thing. He said this had never happened to him before. Probably early 30's. By that time a nurse and some EMT's showed up. I walked to my gate after washing my hands.

As I was waiting at my gate thinking about it, several different people came up and thanked me and said they were clueless as to what to do and had no medical training, and how glad there was someone who "took over".
I'm like "guy basically fell into my arms and I have zero medical training"! While not heroic, I was left at least with the feeling that I had slightly outperformed my skillset.
 
Not sure if this counts but when I was at WCU ,albeit briefly) I put two football very large football players in the hospital for attempting to rape a friend of mine. She had passed out behind Scott dorm after a party and thankfully I went out back for a glaucoma treatment.
 
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Not sure if this counts but when I was at WCU ,albeit briefly) I put two football very large football players in the hospital using a 5 iron for attempting to rape a friend of mine who had passed out behind Scott dorm.

Dang straight that counts! Did you marry her?
 
Was at the Tractor Supply National Sales Meeting and everyone was walking out to go to lunch from the convention center in Nashville.

Some guy had a seizure right in front of me, I literally caught him from from slamming the ground, rolled him over and used my pen to make sure he didn't swallow his tongue....

Called out MEDIC!!! and some people got the Paramedics that were stationed nearby.

Once I rolled him over, he went limp and starting snoring, so I knew he was going to be okay... but I stayed until the paramedics got him stabilized.

The shitty thing was that my Boss was behind me and literally stepped over the guy and kept on walking and telling me to hurry up or we would miss our lunch reservation..... and that's why I do not work for that company anymore...
 
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