Nope, not yet, that college girl in a SUV I got in a car accident with almost initiated me(And my passenger, still, everyone walked away without a scratch, so that's what matters) though. Went like this:
*Wreck happens, my car does a 180, I'm disorientated as hell*
"What's that white shit on my steering wheel?"
"Oh shit, that's my airbag"
"What's that other white shit coming from my dash?"
"Oh, that's smoke"
"Didn't hurt much, must have been a fender bender or something"
At this point I get the other driver out of her SUV, I don't even look at my car, more concerned with checking out my passenger and the other driver for injuries, I'm still disorientated, adrenalin rush still has me going at 110%.
"Wait, a third car in the wreck? Holy shit, that Mazda 3 got fucked up"
"Wait, there's only two cars in the wreck, and that's my Mazda 3 that got fucked up, god dammit"