They say when death is imminent your entire life flashes in front of your eyes. The only thing flashing before my eyes was a large, corrugated iron shed sticking up out of the Louisiana bayou, which I was approaching at a fair old 60mph in an out-of-control boat. I knew I was going to hit it – and there was nothing I could do about it. I wound up in a heap on the floor, clutching my mouth, my knee throbbing, my shoulder numb, and what felt like fifty-four thousand teeth in my mouth all at once b