| Re: Miraculous Avoidance of a Crash [message #1983 is a reply to message #1817] |
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rdwhitaker
Messages: 118
Registered: December 2012
Location: Vancouver, Washington
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Wow - powerful experiences!
I've had a couple of experiences a little bit like that. When I was a teen we lived on a farm. Our property ran parallel to some train tracks. To get to school, I drove to the end of our lane onto a road, turned, then immediately crossed over the tracks to continue on my way. I crossed them every day a couple of times, sometimes more. One day I was coming home from school in the afternoon. I approached the tracks like I had hundreds of times before. I slowed a little bit, looked left - clear, looked right - clear, kept on going, and looked left one more time. I don't know how I missed it the first time I looked, but this time I saw a train barreling towards me at full speed (about 60). I slammed on my brakes and started skidding towards it. Nothing more I could do but wait and see if I stopped in time. My car skidded to a stop literally within inches of the train cars that were whisking past me. The suction from the spaces between the train cars was rocking my car back and forth. It was funny - once I hit the brakes, I had done all I could do, and so I just watched to see how it turned out. I was calm. I didn't see my life flash before me or anything. Just watched. Once I realized I was okay, and how close I came, then the closeness of this near-hit got to me and I started shaking and had a bit of a melt down.
Another time was around the same age. Once again I was driving home from school. I went along a road that was parallel to the railroad tracks. It went for about 1/4 a mile and had a small bend in it before it ended at a "T" where I would turn right to cross the tracks. It was extremely foggy and was already dark. I thought I knew the road so well, there was no need to go slow. I could just wait until I came to the small bend and then start slowing down. So I was sailing along about 50 mph waiting to come to the bend. All at once I saw a farmer's house go whizzing past me on the left, and his barn on my right. By the time I stopped my car, I had driven clear through his yard and out the other side into his field. I was soooooo fortunate I did not run smack into his house, because it lay directly ahead of the road. Someone must have guided me a little to the right so I ended up missing all the buildings. I thought - what if one of them had been in their yard? The thought really shook me up.
Ryan
Don't . . . Quit . . . Trying!!
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