a 180 plus 360 - and angels

I believe in guardian angels. I must have a whole lot of them, because I am still alive today. Lord knows how much I get paranoid about riding in cars with people whom I don't trust their driving. . .and rightfully so, seeing that I have been in numerous car accidents while being a passenger. The fear all began when I was riding with a girl I hardly knew and she cut off a huge truck while 'merging' and it messed us up pretty bad. I had a small thought before the drive that I wasn't sure if I should go with someone who's driving I had yet to observe. With cronic back pain still to this day, I can tell you, I don't easily place myself in such a situation. I'll stay home gladly over driving with a driver who's skill or lack thereof scares the crud out of me. Once that same girl tried to make me get into a car with a new-foreign driver who was completely a wreck herself and super scared to be driving anyways. . . and all I could say to that was, "Hell, no! Nuh-uh! Sorry. That's so not going to happen." She had the nerver to tell me that maybe if I prayed about it I would feel better and just get into the car. Uhm, yah, right. No way! I mean, she (the foreign-driver) had already been in two accidents on her own and has panic attacks as she is driving where she lets go completely of the steering wheel and covers her eyes and screams (this was what she told me, I, of course, wasn't there to witness that). There is no amount of praying that will get me into a car with a driver like that! Lately it's gotten to the point where I don't even get into the car with others when I have a bad vibe. I mean, God gives us those kind of senses for the purpose of keeping us safe. No use ignoring them and pushing them aside. Take heed to that inner voice. It may very well save your life.

The other day while riding on the access road for I-35 (in the hard texas rain, no less) the driver of the car I was riding in breaked so hard that we took off into a spin over the three lanes and stopped facing the oncoming traffic. She screamed and I had to bring her to her senses and coach her to turn the car back around as the traffic was heading straight for us. Praise God the cars were able to stop in time and we didn't hit anything nor did anything hit us. Needless to say, she is a very apprehensive driver and had no experience of driving in the rain. . . luckily for me she happily/shakily pulled over and handed the car over to a native-rain driver.