I almost got into a car accident this weekend. It was one of those moments where the world moved forward in slow motion and the time between my realization of what was happening and it actually happening was so minuscule, that reacting didn't seem like it would pay off.
But it did. I ended up honking with such force that I was sure I had awakened the neighbors from their Sunday slumber on the quiet residential street I hoped would not become the scene of something more shocking than interrupted sleep. It felt like my horn had been screaming out for minutes when the driver in the other car finally looked up and stopped her car, just an inch before mine.
She was shocked. So was I. She waved sorry, and I straightened my car out and drove off, still confused at what had just happened, about how close I had come to having my car obliterated.