kyrani99 wrote:Fallible wrote:
Yeah, that's completely believable. Why on earth would you remember where you were and who was with you when you'd just experienced a premonition that helped you narrowly avoid death, and then witnessed a head-on car smash with multiple fatalities?
I didn't narrowly avoid death, I had enough time to pull over to the side of the road safely, slow my car down enough and then negotiate the gravel and bringing my car to a standstill when we heard the bang. It was in front of us but a way further down the road. I didn't actually see it happen. It was too far down the road (about 100 meters). We walked down, probably 30 to 40 cars down the road and saw the accident.
Gosh. Well that is strange, Kyrani, isn't it. Because when you first related the story, it went like this:
On one of my trips down the coast to the Snowy Mountains I had a strong premonition that I and the friends I had in my car with me, would be in grave danger if I continued to drive down the road any further. I felt a strong urgency to stop.
It was a two lane road and the side lane was soft gravel. I was in a stream of traffic traveling at 60Kms/hr. I managed to move off the road, brake enough and negotiate the gravel. It was a sudden action and my friends yelled. "Why in the hell did you do that?" because they were all jerked forward in their seats.
A few seconds later, before I could say anything, an oncoming car veered (maybe out of control) from the opposites side of the road and slammed head on into the car that was, while I had been in the stream of traffic, behind me. We saw it happen in front of us because by that time I was on the gravel, the car which had been behind me, had just passed my car. I had avoided a head-on collision. All those in the two cars involved were killed instantly. It was a horror scene. It was an awful feeling because they would not have died if I had not got out of the road, but my friends and I would have died so I had no option. I had to get out of the road.
I remember it because it was dramatic and more dramatic than other incidents where I had a forewarning of danger. I have had a number of occasions where I had forewarning. None were immediate, there was always at least minutes to spare but more often much more, hours and in some cases days.
And I should say that I don't know who died and even if anyone died. I only got that second hand from others that went near the cars and commented "looks like everyone in those two cars are dead" but were they? I had accepted what the person said but I didn't have any other information.
Gosh. Well that is strange, Kyrani, isn't it. Because when you first related the story, it went like this:
On one of my trips down the coast to the Snowy Mountains I had a strong premonition that I and the friends I had in my car with me, would be in grave danger if I continued to drive down the road any further. I felt a strong urgency to stop.
It was a two lane road and the side lane was soft gravel. I was in a stream of traffic traveling at 60Kms/hr. I managed to move off the road, brake enough and negotiate the gravel. It was a sudden action and my friends yelled. "Why in the hell did you do that?" because they were all jerked forward in their seats.
A few seconds later, before I could say anything, an oncoming car veered (maybe out of control) from the opposites side of the road and slammed head on into the car that was, while I had been in the stream of traffic, behind me. We saw it happen in front of us because by that time I was on the gravel, the car which had been behind me, had just passed my car. I had avoided a head-on collision. All those in the two cars involved were killed instantly. It was a horror scene. It was an awful feeling because they would not have died if I had not got out of the road, but my friends and I would have died so I had no option. I had to get out of the road.
I remember it because it was dramatic and more dramatic than other incidents where I had a forewarning of danger. I have had a number of occasions where I had forewarning. None were immediate, there was always at least minutes to spare but more often much more, hours and in some cases days.
Isn't it interesting how your 'true' story has changed so much since you first told it.