It is time for Amazing Story Number Two. This one also involves a driving mishap. Hmm.. :)
Anyway, this one begins on a snowy day in April. I certainly wasn't expecting snow in April. I had to leave work early to venture home in the pouring snow. There was also a thunderstorm. It was snowing too hard to scrape the windows. As soon as I got some snow cleared off, big flakes fell and made the windows foggy once more.
I went very slow down the hills and made it over the first bridge with a bit of sliding but no real problems. The car started sliding soon afterwards. I was afraid of going off the steep embankment; and after turning a curve, I lost control of the car. The car was going off the bank! It felt like a magnet was drawing me over the edge. There was no way to stop or to turn the wheels to get back on the road.
I don't remember screaming on the way down, but I do remember doing lots of praying. I was reading a book at the time about some brave women and decided that I too should be brave. The snow and the bushes were going by the windshield fast. The radio was still playing. I was trying to steer. There was no way to tell how far I would fall. The trees and the shrubs were too thick to determine when the car would come to a stop.
It took two hours to tow the car up the bank and out of the woods! A police officer said that I fell 150 feet! People kept asking if I was afraid and if I screamed. One man turned white and said he could not believe the car didn't flip over. He said, "God must have picked you up and sat you down there."
It turned out that the car ran over a tree trunk on the way down the embankment. While this was not good for the car, it slowed down the fall. This was probably why I came to a nice stop at the bottom of the bank instead of sailing forward and hitting the brick wall farther ahead. I realized that if I had succeed at turning the car's wheels at the beginning of the fall, I probably would have went over the bank sideways and not with the wheels on the ground. This would have meant flipping and bouncing like a ping pong ball among the trees. The car was totaled anyway from hitting shrubs on the way down.
As in the earlier story, I really felt like some higher power, which I believe to be God, was watching over me. If you have to go down a bank in the future, and even if you don't, I highly recommend praying. Also, wear a winter coat if they are forecasting snow. :)
I finally got the windows clear and jumped in the car. Such a winter storm was not forecasted and I did not wear a winter coat. My jacket, hat and gloves were soaked. I was looking forward to going home and changing into something warm and dry. I decided that it would not be too difficult to get home. There was one steep road with two bridges and a very tall embankment to get out of the place where I work. The steep road was going to be hazardous. I didn't like driving it when it was sunny. I often lovingly call it "The Mountain of Death." Everything afterwards should have been a cakewalk. 
This was one of the scariest moments of my life! I thought about jumping from the car while it was still going slow. Leaving the road and beginning to fall was a horrible sensation. I honestly thought I would die from the impact of hitting a tree or flipping over while coming off the tall bank. It was a very steep and treey bank, indeed. 
After much falling and praying, the car came to a stop. Realizing that I was alive and unhurt was a shock. I climbed out the car. All the cell phones were out in the area due to the storm. I had to climb up the bank and flag down help. It was good that I was not knocked unconscious because nobody could have seen the car down the bank from the road!
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