I kind of want to fight the writer of that article.

I mean ...

You can only cheat death so many times before it pulls a straight flush, and the valley floor is rushing up at 120 mph and you don't have time to think of the wife and daughter you'll never see again.
And this takes the cake ...

"Shane is so calculating with everything," said Rahlves, whose friend's death is so recent that he's still struggling with verb tenses.
Seriously, WTF?