False on both accounts. I've never been in an auto accident, and a few days after my 33rd birthday, I was rollerblading down a hill and tried to make a turn. I went up in the air and landed on my left arm, breaking it just above the wrist.
The person below me has heard their bone snap before.
Tralse (unless you consider a band concert a 'musical'). I wasn't a theater buff in high school, but married a dancer/performer. When we moved from Texas to California, she started performing in community theater shows. Since rehearsals were usually from about 6-10 on weeknights, the only way I got to spend time with her was if I went to rehearsals with her and sat in the auditorium. Of course, when they needed more people for minor roles and the chorus in Annie (twice!), guess who got tapped, in spite of an inability to carry a tune in a bucket. So, yes, I know all the lyrics to all the songs in Annie, and I'm confident enough in my masculinity that that doesn't bother me.
The person below me has been to both Broadway shows and professional ballet performances.