All evidence to the contrary, I am alive, Steve is dead.
Ahhhh...I see logic is not your strong point.
My dad drove stock cars. He lived, and only suffered one injury in a decade of racing. I'm sure on any given night he was racing, some old lady soemwhere slipped in her bathtub and died. Somehow I think driving a stock car is more dangerous than taking a bath.
If you climbed stairs or drove a car today, you were in more danger than a recreational diver...and a lot more danger than a snorkeler interacting with a stingray.