Extreme sports have a "high level of inherent danger" or so says Wikipedia. I have lived though my own foray into a high level of inherent danger because I was required to by law, not once but twice, so I find I am creeped-out by hyperactive athletes trying to kill themselves for fun.

I competed in X-treme driving, not as the actual driver but as the high-on-adrenaline passenger. If you need an adrenaline fix, you should give this sport a chance.

The rules are simple: be the adult supervisor of a teenager acquiring his/her 50 hours of supervised driving and make sure the driver is deaf.

Regular teen drivers watch the road while their parents speak, shriek, or groan suggestions/directions. Deafness is what makes this sport extreme because deaf drivers have to watch hands signing to them at the same time they are supposed to be attending to the road.

For instance, if the deaf driver drifts into another lane, needs to hit the brakes in an emergency, fails to pull over for emergency vehicles, etc., the driver can't hear the screams of the frantic passenger. The passenger has to move his/her hands into the driver's visual field so the driver can simultaneously watch the passenger's hands while concentrating on safely piloting a potentially lethal ton of metal down the street.

Next time you want an adrenaline high, try communicating via sign language in Wichita traffic during peak rush hour with an inexperienced driver. If you think that is too tame, try the Winter X-Games version, which adds icy streets to the mix.