I was born. That in an of itself is impressive, although I didn't have much to do with it.
My parents lived in the country of Alger at the time of my birth, and there was not much advanced technology around. Apparently I was very active in my mother's womb, as at the time of my birth I had wrapped my umbilical cord around my chest multiple times and around my neck three times.
Luckily, the Doctor at the hospital (actually owned by the fruit company Dole) was skilled, and he knew to put my mom through a Cesarean section. Thankfully, they got to me in time. I'm not supposed to be alive, but here I am.