have you ever not stopped to help someone on the freeway, then felt lousy after?
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Now days I don't stop for to help anyone but I will call the highway help number and report the location of the person that needs help. Now days you just never know...sad but true.
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I love it when someone asks me this question!  I mean, the fact that I'm just alive today is Miracle Enough for me but I had an experience that I'll never forget and no one can explain.\n\nI was in Lake Tahoe, at the time, driving back to a friend's house after a trip to the hardware store.  It had started to snow pretty heavily, and once I got off the main roads there was patchy ice in-between the drifts that had begun to blow across the road.  In my rear-view mirror, I saw at least 3 cars following behind me, which made me nervous and I thought about slowing to let them pass me but decided against it because I didn't want anyone to think I was stopping in need of help, so I kept driving.  \n\nBasically, I was heading up a good incline (I was in the mountains, understand) and at one point there was a good hair-pin turn where I had to go up on one side and down a steep hill on the other.  There were steep banks on either side of the road in some places and there was only one road to turn-off at at the top of the hill; no other routes to go, except to the right on that road (taking one further up the hill) or the sharp curve to the left (down the other side of the hair-pin).  \n\nAt the bottom of this hill, I glanced in my rear-view mirror and regretted not having the other cars pass me and regretted not putting my truck in 4-wheel drive before leaving the hardware store.  I briefly asked God to just get me home safely and help me to concentrate on driving.  I eased up on the gas at the top of the hill before heading down the other side and immediately, I felt the back end of my truck, continuing to slide in the opposite direction of the turn.  Of course, I tried to correct and that made it worse.  I was sliding back and forth across the road, completely out of control.  \n\nI remember just letting go of the steering wheel, and calling out, "Jesus, help me!"  \n\nThe car continued to spin.  I have no idea how I stayed out of the trees and the steep hills on either side of the road, but suddenly, the car stopped moving and I realized I was at the bottom of the hill, in the opposite lane, facing back in the direction I'd come from.  \n\nI remember wondering when the other cars were going to crash into me and then I realized it was just quiet.  The car had stalled and it was just completely quiet.  The snow was still falling heavily and I looked up the hill I had just come down and saw where my car had dug up the dirt and sprayed it off into the white snow on both sides of the road.  I'd somehow covered pretty much the whole road on my way down.  There were no other cars in sight, from either direction.  \n\nI thought it was a miracle that the cars following me were all heading up the road at the top of the hill instead of down the side I'd gone.  I started up the car and realized that the safest way for me to turn back around would be for me to go back up the hill and turn around where the road was wider for the turn-off.  When I got to the top of the hill, however, and turned onto the road where I was going to turn around, I realized that there were no tire-tracks on the road - fresh or old.  \n\nThe road hadn't been driven on at all, since the snow had started.  I turned around in a driveway and there was still no sign of anyone having been in the area.  And when I got back down to the bottom of the hill I'd nearly gone off, I was making fresh tracks in that snow.  Somehow, God had caused those cars behind me to disappear completely.  \n\nEvery time I tell this story, I know it had to have been a miracle because I'm telling the God's Honest Truth and even I don't believe it.  I often try to figure out how it happened and I just can't explain it.\n\nWhen I got back to his house, my friend told me I looked like I'd seen a ghost.  I said, "No but, apparently, I've been in the presence of an angel," and I told him what happened.  After the snow let up,
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ya actually yesterday i was driving w/ the bf and his son and friend, and were dropping his son off and this guy almost crashed into us in the appt. complex driveway and i yelled WTF! so loud with these 2 kids in the back seat. i sometimes do that when im at walmart or some othewr trashy store where the customers are the worst drivers. i felt real bad but i guess that happens
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Yes, I have.\n\nI was driving home one night and about 1/4 mile from home I got this incredible urge to poop.  It got more urgent by the second.  I was coming upon a major intersection in downtown Brooklyn, where I make a left turn to go the last three blocks home.  If I missed the light, I knew it was like a three minute wait for the next green, so I accelerated.  Just as I was coming to the intersection, it turned red...but I ran it...I was terrified I'd be stopped by a cop and have to wait yet another ten minutes while he wrote a ticket. Luckily, there was no cop.\n\nI drove the last three blocks, and there was a spot right in front of my house.  I parked and ran inside.\n\nThere were about stairway about 25 long to get to my apartment on the second floor, and I was debating how to go up it.  By this time, I was clenching my butt cheeks as tight as possible to keep everything inside, and was worried that going up the stairs would somehow loosen my grip.  Should I run up as fast as I could, or go up slowly, concentrating on keeping my cheeks clenched.\n\nI decided to run.\n\nAs I was running up the stairs, the flow started.  It was the wrong choice; I should have gone up one step at time, slowly, while still holding it back tight.  By the time I reached the top, I was soaked with runny poop. I ran upstairs to the shower and removed all my clothes and took a long hot shower, making sure to get rid of any little pooplets that might be hanging on.  I put my dirty clothes in a garbage bag and three them out.\n\nThat was 15 years ago and I remember it like it was yesterday!
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jumped out of a moving car because i was dared to
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I was trapped for 16 1/2 hr in a car on the collapsed freeway. I lost my mother, and it was the most emotionaly scary event I have ever been in.
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Well...one time I was on my way to New York and I had to pee really bad. I was on the highway and the sign said "next exit 30 miles". i had to go sooooo bad a little was coming out, so I told the driver to stop. She pulled over and I had to climb a steep mountain. When I got on top I let it out. It felt great. The most disappointing part is a had to get down the mountain. I could see all the cars speeding by. On the way down I stubbled a little, however I made it down with just a minor bruise. My friend was laughing at me. I was thinking I would rather have her laugh at that then me being in pissy clothes.
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One time I was driving to the store to buy some groceries and I was in a really REALLY bad mood. When I was walking into the store, an ederly woman was coming in  RIGHT behind me. And of course, i was grouchy so I didn't even hold the door for her, and she had trouble getting in. So then I went to the produce got some apples, etc. And then I started to feel really bad about what I did to the lady. But I just continued to walk through store like a total.... well you know which word.... I went to the "self check-out" line and guess who was behind me.... The lady who I shut the door on. \n\nAfter I checked out my items, I waited outside for the elderly woman to get done with her groceries. As she came outside, I approached her and said " Excuse me ma'am, can I help you to your car?" The lady said yes so I proceeded to her car. As I loaded the groceries into her trunk, I saw tears rolling down the ladies cheeks. I immediately thought Oh shoot what have done to this poor lady. The lady then said "Oh sorry, it's just that my husband just died last week and it makes me so happy to have someone help me out."\nI then realized how much a I had made that ladies day.\n\nAs I was driving home, I thought that it doesn't hurt to just do one simple thing for someone, because even if it means nothing to you, it can mean the world to that person."
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no sukka... ha ha... you shouldn't have been a bad driver!!!! lol
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My god, I thought from reading the initial question you were in need of help after terrible, 'cursy' things have happened to you!\n\nCount yourself lucky that you consider a 'curse' being put in the last lane in track!
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I did once. I was on vacation in Florida,the bouncer driving me home was arrested for D.U.I,and I was hand-cuffed to the Blazer door til they figured out what to do with me. They wouldn't uncuff me cause I'd take off walking so I pulled up the skirt,dropped the panty hose & let it fly right on the side of the highway. Could'nt hold it any longer & I knew I'd never see these people again. Terrible huh? True though.
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Yup. Last year I was on the freeway and it started raining REALLY hard in sheets, my car hydroplaned, flipped and hit the center divider, ended up facing the wrong direction in the carpool lane. Tried to get out but my door was jammed shut and I couldnt feel my legs, all I saw was headlights coming toward me and rain...scariest thing ever.
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To acknowledge somebody WANTED to help you but WASN'T able to do so in the end.
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I pulled over and changed a flat tire for a woman on the side of the highway.  Sweated my balls off, then didn't even get a thank you.
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That's nothing!! I was at the self check out line in our store and this old lady decided she wanted to get in front of me from another line because the person in front of me finished before the person in front of her so she wanted to move over in front of me. I freaked out on her!! She actually hit my cart out of the way so she could get her cart in front of me. And her husband was like "oh did she cut in front of you" and I was like YES!!! \n\nThere was another time in the parking lot of this same store where I went to make a left to turn into a lane to park and this old woman was in the middle of the lane with her car so I couldn't turn in. She was trying to make a left around me but since I couldn't turn in she couldn't make her left. She had the nerve to pull down her window and blame me because my SUV was to big and not the fact that she was an idiot and couldn't drive her tiny car and had it in the middle of the lane! I Screamed at her too!  People are A holes!
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I was going to work one morning and was walking along the train platform in London. I looked across to the other platform, which was crowded with commuters. I noticed that one of my colleagues was across on the wrong platform so I obviously started calling him and waving frantically in case he got on the wrong train.  This attracted the attention of all the other people too.  I was so busy trying to get his attention..wait for it...I walked, very ungraciously, into a huge metal column and nearly knocked myself out. No matter how hard a prayed, the ground just wouldn't open up and swallow me.
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LadyDeath,\n\nThis could take a long time because I like to tell stories, but I’ll try to be brief.\n\nAs a young teenager, I went camping at O’Neill Park with a group of boys from my church. We rented Stingray bicycles and rode or walked up the steep hills, so that we could ride down really fast.\n\nThe last time that I went down the steepest hill, I decided to wait until all the other boys were way ahead of me, so I could go really, really fast. I started to pedal as fast as I could. When the bike started to go too fast for me to pedal, I just steered it down the winding road.\n\nAs I rounded a curve, I was going too fast to stay on the right side of the road, so I was in the left lane going about 50 miles an hour. I was 6 feet from the station wagon that was coming up the steep hill as fast as it could go – probably about 25 mph – when I first saw it. I had no time to react in any way.\n\nTo my left was a very steep incline – about 60 degrees – and my bike steered all by itself up that hill. When I reached the top of the hill, the bike spun around in mid-air, and I was left sitting on top of the hill while I watched the bike fall about 20 feet below me and come to rest next to the station wagon.\n\nYears later, I was driving down the freeway, and I needed to change freeways. As I entered the new freeway, there was a lot of traffic, but a large truck moved into the lane to its left leaving a large place for me to enter the freeway. The man whose car was behind the truck was observably angry that I had pulled in front of him, even though there had been a large opening for me. I decided to go in the lane to my left when I had an opportunity.\n\nThe large truck was just to my left, and it moved into the fast lane, so I pulled into the large space that it had just vacated. It was just one of those days I guess, but the man in the van behind me was angrier than the 1st man that I had pulled in front of in the other lane. This man was angry and because we were both in vans it looked like he was almost in my backseat because he was driving so close to me. It was easy to see his angry face.\n\nI decided to move into the fast lane when I had an opportunity, and I turned on my left blinker again to signal my intention. The truck was moving faster than the traffic in my lane, and behind him, there were no cars. I looked over my shoulder to make sure that it was clear, and then steered into the left lane.\n\nIt was very strange, but my van moved a little to the left, and then abruptly started moving back to the right even though I was still steering to the left. I looked to my left and saw the angry man with the van was right there. He had decided to get into that lane and accelerate really fast, so that I couldn’t get into that lane. I didn’t see him because I didn’t look over my shoulder again. If I had continued to go left, we would have had an accident going 65 mph.\n\nThese 2 times, I am certain that God’s hand or an angel saved me.\n\nI have 4 kids – a son and 3 daughters. My middle daughter was riding home from school one day on my son’s bike and a car hit her. She darted out in front of the car, and the driver didn’t even have time to hit the brakes. She was struck on her left leg and then her head hit the hood of the car and then the street.\n\n When my wife brought my daughter and my son’s bike home, I examined her. I was a medic when I was in the military, so I knew how to check her for a concussion or broken bones or anything. She not only didn’t have a concussion, she didn’t even have a bump on her head. She didn’t have a broken leg where the car struck her – she didn’t even have a bruise. The only marks that she had were some little scratches between her legs from the bicycle.\n\nThe next day when she returned to school a boy in one of her classes couldn’t believe that she came to school so soon after the accident. He said, “I saw your head bounce off the street.”\n\nI spent the