Being in a car going really fast when I'm not behind the wheel freaks me out. I literally whiteknuckle it and watch the road as intently as I do when I'm driving. Even something like 50 or 60 in a 25 or 35 mph zone kinda freaks me out. Which is kinda weird since I love speed. When I go mt biking I go as fast as possible and have had some nasty crashes as a result that keep setting my training back. When I go snowboarding I don't even go in the park; I just bomb it in a straight line down the mountain as fast as I possibly can.
I'm also totally freaked out about the possibility of banging a chick who forgot to remove her RAPEAXE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! from her pussy.
But what really freaks me out is the possibility of meeting Count Rockula in person, only to find out that he's 5'6", about a buck ten, is a ginger and has a love for the Care Bears and My Little Pony. That would be more traumatic to me than finding out that Raymond Burr was gay.