I woke up this morning at 8:15 am to the apartment two floors below me totaly engulfed in flames, situation escalated to the firemen having to tear my apartment apart in order to rip out the walls to douse the fire working it's way up the side of the building. Long story short, it literally resembles as if someone placed a frag grenade on my windowsill and pulled the pin... After escaping this morning I was allowed in after the fire was out (my apartment never caught on fire, but like I said they had to tear my walls apart) and spent 15 minutes literally digging through rubble for my macbook, charger, external,and school notebooks, amoung eveything else I own in that room. Laptop screen cracked but no data corruption, but in addition too that, my skis, poles, goggles, and boots (all of which were in that room and were scattered about) were totally intact as far as I can tell, w/ my outerware and ski bag/ hoodies all safely tucked away in closets that weren't damaged. All in all stoked to still have alllllll my fucking gear, and the 08 AR6's are tough as hellll.
i came to this thread to just post a picture of u god and say "thank the u god". but then i read your story and youre rockin n rollin, stoked for you pal! shit situation with a light at the end of the tunnel. good on ya.