Whoa Phil!  I was in a near-tragic situation, or more than one.  Back in the 
90's when I lived with Judy in Oregon, we all took Judy's husband's parents 
to a play at the school I graduated from.  It was so crowded in the car that 
my 10-year-old nephew Joel had to sit on his mother's lap.  On the way back, 
we felt a small bump.  "What was that?" I asked.  Joel woke up and started 
crying.  It was a large animal, maybe bigger than a horse, that hit our car 
in such a way that  there was little impact, but what could have been a bad 
accident!  It did a number to part of the body of the car, maybe to prove to 
us how God took care of us.

Sharon