I have experienced major time dilation four times that I can recall. First time I was 6 or 7, and pulled a 2 year old from the bottom of a public pool. Second time age 8, I was way out in our front yard, turned to see a large section of the backyard on fire around the neighbors trash-burning barrel, I ran and put it out with a shovel and a garden hose. Third time I was 16 and rolled a VW squareback wagon into a ditch, exactly as I had done in a dream 3 weeks before. Had the classic "Life passing before my eyes" scenario and after I stopped rolling just figured I was dreaming again. Fourth time was the impetus for the story I posted last night, where two truckers tried to murder me.
That story about the 2 year old is interesting. Was there no one else there?
Her mom was sitting a few feet away near the kiddie pool, yakking. I happened to be learning to swim and was jumping in near the steps and swimming to the side of the big pool. It was a typically crowded summer day, lifeguard was there, I did not see the baby fall in, just found her lying on the bottom, just past me and the steps. Her eyes were wide open and unblinking, she may have been slightly moving her arms and legs or it could have been the motion of the water. I dove down and lifted her out with my own head barely above water and shouting for help. She was revived. There was a lot of screaming from her mom and others, I was forgotten in the panic or else was in shock and don't remember anyone addressing me in any way. I do recall watching the crowd around her and hearing her cry. My parents never talked to me about this after I told them, I'm sure it contributed to my recklessness and general disregard for danger, having cheated death at the age of 7.
I gotta say you are kind of a badass. also you are now the first person I have followed.
I have gone on to save the lives of 10 people, myself included once in a near disaster that would have killed me, my sister, her husband and both of their children. I saved my Party Chiefs life back in 1976 or so, though at the time we did not discuss it, it was too immediate. He was nearly run over by a grader or patrol, long caterpillar with that wide blade beneath. It was backing on to him and I managed to shout above the noise of the machine, he jumped clear at the last moment. 20 years later after many a different job for me, in a crowd of fellow workers as we had our morning coffee, he pointed at me and said, "Yeah, that guy saved my life". It was good for me as I had many other experiences that near rivaled that one and had become detached for reason of sanity from my exploits. It was the first time he had acknowledged it.