Til that the writer Ernest Hemingway had the strangest luck. In 1954 he was on a trip to Africa, and the airplane carrying him and his wife was downed. The pilot was trying to land in a way that would avoid hitting a flock of ibises, and they ended up crashing. They survived, but were dangerously close to a sandpit where they saw 6 crocodiles. So Hemmingway and crew made a trek through thick wild scrubs where they spotted herds of elephants, and decided that it was safer to spending the night in the company of the herbaceous giants.
The next day a rescue plane came for everybody, but then that plane exploded when it took off! The man was in 2 completely different plane crashes within 24 hours. What are the odds of that happening? He and his family were badly injured, but fortunately everyone survived again, and Hemmingway walked out of the wilderness carry a bunch of bananas and a bottle of gin, supposedly quipping, "My luck, she is running very good."
This was not his first time surviving something that should have killed him. When he was on the Italian front line driving the red cross ambulance during WWI he went to deliver food to the soldiers in the trenches, but was hit by enemy shellfire from the Austrian side. Two Italian soldiers standing next to him at the time of the attack were killed, but Hemmingway survived. He was knocked unconscious from the blast, and fragments from the shell had entered his feet, knees, thighs and head, but despite this once he regained consciousness he not only found the strength to make it back to the safety of the first aid dugout, but did so carrying another injured soldier on his back, for which he was awarded a medal.
It's definitely a dramatic and heroic story, but the double plane crash is still the tale that gets me the most.
