It happened to me once when I was traveling through Thailand. The driver of our small bus was driving insanely fast and precariously around incredibly tight mountain bends. As soon as the 12 seater bus got off the mountain, the front wheel flew off and the bus swerved into the middle of the motorway, blocking the traffic. It was incredibly frightening. Had the wheel flown off 5 minutes earlier whilst we were still hugging the dangerous bends, there is no way I would be here writing this toda; NO WAY. We would have flown off the mountain. I remember feeling with 100% conviction at the time, that I was saved and protected by someone. Angels, god… I don’t know. And I knew it wasn’t my time yet. It was such an intense and bizarre feeling, I can’t put words into it.