A couple of years ago, a friend of mine who is a woodcutter got grazed by a falling branch about 8" in diameter. he had just dropped a tree and was walking back to where his tools were for his other saw, and heard a crack. He said he looked up, saw a flash of movement and dove out of the way. The jagged end of the 8" branch struck him about 2 inches to the right of his neck on the back of his shoulder and cut a furrow down his back all the way to his ass. It peeled the skin of his back like a potato peeler. cut a gouge almost 3 inches wide and right down to the muscle the length of his back. The EMT's and police who were on scene said that if he had waited 1/2 second longer before diving out of the way, it would have struck him right on top of the head. The jagged end stuck into the ground almost a foot deep.
I'm no stranger to seeing scars and bloody injuries (I'm an attorney with EMT training), but when i saw the photos, it made ME cringe. I've seen the scars up close a few times, and every time i see them, my skin crawls, i get goosebumps, and can't help but think that this guy either had an angel sitting on his shoulder or is the luckiest man in the world.