Driving home from work about six years ago I was on a three-lane road which went over a blind crest. The lanes were two going up, one down with double white lines stopping traffic going downhill from using the middle lane. I was overtaking a lorry in the middle lane going uphill when a Volvo appeared over the crest in the middle lane coming down, heading straight at me! I swerved to the left and spun out onto the bank, missing the front of the lorry by millimetres and my rear bumper clipped the Volvo, ripping a chunk out of it. The lorry driver slammed his brakes on and came over to see if I was still alive. All he saw was the Volvo coming down then a bit of my bumper hit his windscreen. It took me nearly half an our to stop shaking. The Volvo didn't stop.
The lorry had a forward facing camera so the whole thing was recorded and on watching it back a few days later I found out I had less than a second to see the Volvo, react and get out of the way. The camera never saw my car as I was so close to the front of it. The Volvo was estimated by the police to be doing 80+ with me at about 50. It doesn't bear thinking what the outcome would have been if I hadn't swerved.
The Volvo was never traced.
Eating my lunch I swallowed a bit of chicken breast the wrong way and started choking. I work alone and was in the middle of nowhere so was immediately in trouble. Couldn't shake it loose, tried drinking a bit of water but that just went into my lungs! Dialled 999 on my mobile but couldn't speak so just made a load of random noises. Thankfully the operator realised what was going on so sent an ambulance to my rough location by triangulating my phone signal. I passed out. The next thing I remember is being violently hugged by a big burly bloke while going in and out of consciousness, which didn't work. Apparently I was then thrown into the back of the ambulance to have a tracheometry, only to bounce off the bed and the chicken to dislodge and pop out.
I had massive bruises all down my back and round my stomach from all the back slaps and heimlich manouvres the paramedic had done and it took me a week to get back to normal. I owe that guy my life, but never found out his name to thank him.
I don't want a number 3!!!