A few weeks ago I was driving through an intersection near my home. A speeding car ran through the red light coming from my left at a speed that had to be fast enough to be lethal (I’m guessing he was going well over 80 mph, but for all I know it could have been going well over 100). Regardless, this car was traveling so fast that there is no way that I could have seen him coming, there was another driver to my right also going with the green light who would have had even less of a chance to see the oncoming car.
Somehow both my vehicle and the vehicle to my right ended up stopped in the intersection about three inches short of where the car that ran the red light passed through. I have no earthly idea of how, but my car ended up stopped in the middle of an intersection, as it’s generally not something I would try to do when I have a green light. I do recall thinking, “wait, why am I stopped?” just a fraction of a second before I finally saw this car hurtling toward me.
I do know that if my vehicle had continued at the pace I intended to drive, the speeding car would have collided with my driver’s side door. The only thing I can figure is that is that this incident with a miracle because I’m certain that if that vehicle hit me I would be dead and my two year old son who was in the back seat (on the passenger’s side) would have at the very least been seriously injured, if not killed as well.
As I collected myself, and thought about getting the car moving again, I hesitated for a second because I was certain there would be one or more police cars in pursuit, astoundingly, there weren’t.
I have one similar - I was only a teenager and was driving my way to work - I confess I was speeding. I saw a car up on the right hand side at an intersection he half pulled out then I though he saw me so he stopped then as I got closer he just pulled out in front of me. It’s all a bit of a blur - I locked up the brakes and remember clearly hearing a voice inside my head that said “Turn the Wheel” I did so even though I remember feeling like I was not gunna hit the car. With the wheels locked up in an old car you wouldn’t have thought the car would have steered well but it did - I came to a stop - half my car on the other side of the road (no cars on the other side) and my car was in a position that would have been over half way through his car had I not steered away. I just gave him a wave and drove off to work but the minute i stepped out of the car my legs buckled from under me - I could have killed the man and only by the grace of God I did not. Have been a much more reasonable driver since!