Every Sunday morning, I take the same route to church. Before the light at an intersection up the street from me, there's a 7-11 convenience store I normally turn into. I don't stop in the store, I just turn into their parking lot so I can circumvent the light and not have to wait. I had done this dozens of times until this one morning. Instead of turning into the 7-11 as usual, I decided to wait at the light. I HAVE NO IDEA WHY. That morning, there was frost on the back window, so I couldn't see well through the rear view mirror. Seconds after pulling up at the light, I hear this horn blowing. It sounded a good distance away, so I didn't pay attention. Then, all of a sudden, I saw headlights flashing and this car careening toward me. I looked up and ran the red light to get out the out-of-control car's way. He missed slamming into the back of me by a couple feet. When his car finally spun to a stop, his entire front passenger wheel was shredded.

Anyone ever have a Final Destination moment?



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