For the 2nd time in a week, I very narrowly escaped an accident. I must have an angel.
First one was someone almost t-boning me in Dan’s truck on Monday. I am not sure why they proceeded through the intersection, or how they stopped. I am glad they did. I actually closed my eyes and waited for the impact, that luckily never happened.
Second one was today. With a city bus. I am not sure how I escaped this one. I was inches away from the driver’s side of the bus mowing me over. I hadn’t even run 1/10th of a mile when it happened. It was dark, but I was wearing neon (not like that matters). I approached the intersection (one way street), I looked and the bus was stopped at the bus stop. (I always look both ways even if it’s one way and even if I have walk sign). I paused and went on, then when I was more than halfway to the other side when the bus flew around the corner and almost hit me. No brakes, no nothing.
I can’t get the vision of the bus almost hitting me out of my head. Closest call i’ve ever had.