While I had been sitting in the median, waiting for a break in the northbound traffic, I had no idea that a sixteen-wheeler, traveling south behind me, had lost its front axle and was hurtling directly for the place in the median where my car was sitting. I was watching the traffic in the other direction, so I had no way to see the truck coming directly toward me like a twenty-ton bullet. But something within me had sensed the immediate danger and taken over my body. At that point, my conscious mind was a mere passenger and nothing more.
