ORIGINAL: cwb

Miracles do happen. If you are praying, make sure it's from the heart.

On 10/06/06, I was headed to Raleigh to work in my '00 Venture. I was just out of my town (Snow Hill). 5:52 pm, exactly 55 mph. I looked up from clock/speedo check, and he was already there, passing. The police report says initial speeds, and speeds at impact, were 55. I never got my foot off the gas. It was square, and head-on.

I didn't have my seatbelt on. No gut/head holes (some say I had a hole in my head before, but that's another story), folded up legs, and squeezed the airbag to the steering wheel so tight that it broke ribs 5-7 on both sides of chest. Guts got a little squished too. 14.5 G's, could do that. 3 feet of the 7 that my vehicle traveled after impact, was the front end collapsin', so do the math - 55 - 0 in 4 feet. (Hold your arms out to your sides - that's how far). There was other traffic behind me. I came to before anyone got to the car. A couple of folks got near my door. They had seen it all, and didn't want to see what was left. When they saw that I WAS alive, one guy asked if I was okay. "I'm doin' okay. Why do you ask?" (I really did say that!)

I was also able to say "Praise God", after about a minute.

The guy who hit me was killed. Sorry dude; you were drinkin', not me.

I got out of the wheelchair in Feb. Still do one crutch occasionally.

This was also the third miracle I saw in my lifetime. One worked against me, one was of neutral consequence, and one this one was of a favorable outcome.

I knew Jesus Christ as my saviour before this happened. I know Him even better now. If you don't, I highly suggest that you introduce yourself. NOW. You don't survive such G forces - or an accident like this, without divinity involved. If I didn't know him before, I wouldn't have had time - three-tenths of a second, I'm guessin', to make that choice either. The fires of your vette's combustion chamber, don't come close to the fire of Hell.

You don't know your time. Don't play this game.