I thought I did know the time I came closest to dying, but after reading the comments and thinking “something like that happened to me too!” just a bunch of times, I’m not sure any more.

Anyway, the story I first thought of was when I was driving along a motorway a few years ago. I was about to overtake a truck carrying a load of trash when I was distracted by something falling off the back of said truck. It was just some printer paper that had blown loose. Good thing it did, because the next thing that fell off was an goddamn office chair, and it would have crashed right through my windscreen if I had started overtaking.