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Originally Posted by Carol
Thank you for this thread. I've had a number of OBEs and NDEs.
The first OBE was with a car accident where I was suddenly OB behind my body while it impacted against the steering wheel. I felt no pain, only a distant sensation of impact while I watched from behind.
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You and I share a similar experience. Back in my high school days, a friend and I were going on a double date with our respective others. He had just got his drivers license, and was the only one out of the rest of us who had one, so obviously this was a pretty big deal. Anyway, there's this fairly steep descending curve that runs along the hillside on the road we were traveling. When we got right into the center of the curve, at its steepest point, the tires on the car (Mid 90's Camaro) squealed and did a little bit of a tail-whip before straightening out perfectly. Needless to say, being the immature high-school kids that we were, and completely new to driving without parental restriction, we got all hyped up - as if it was the coolest thing ever. Of course, we decide to turn around and do it again, because; A) - The girls weren't close to being ready when we called them prior to heading out; and B) - It looked, felt, and sounded cool as hell. At least, that was our reasoning back then.
Well, the second time we started into the curve, my friend was going quite a bit faster than he had previously, so by the time we got into the first part of the downward bend, we knew we were in trouble. He panicked, and hit the breaks too hard, and the car started to fishtail. It was at this point that everything seemed to slow down. I'm sure you've seen those effects in movies, where everything almost comes to a standstill right before the point of impact, or whatever, but that's how it was. I could see my friend's face looking scared to death as he began cutting the wheel towards the hillside, to keep us from going over the edge of the mountain. Then, after that, somehow it was as if I was floating over the car, looking down on everything that was happening, still in slow motion, but at a viewpoint to where I could see if any traffic was coming from either direction of the curve's end. A real panoramic view to be honest.
After what felt like 5 to 6 seconds (but in all reality couldn't have been more than 1 or two) I was back inside myself, looking straight ahead, being seconds away from plowing head-on into an exposed piece of sleight rock that was sticking out of the hillside. I reached over and grabbed the wheel, and got us back on the pavement. I can't remember anything else that happened from that point, until almost a quarter of a mile on down the road, when my friend pulled over at a clearing to see what kind of damage the car took.
Once I gathered myself, I told him about what had happened, and asked him if anything similar happened to him, but he said he was so scared he didn't have time to think about anything other than praying to God that he wasn't going to die.... lol. Anyway, we got lucky with the car. The only damage it took was a bent rim, so we slapped on a spare, and very carefully, continued on with the rest of our evening.
I've never experienced anything like this before, or since this happened, but it felt as genuine as anything I've ever experienced in my life. Over the years, I've tried and tried to recall the lost time I experienced after steering the car back on the road, but have never been able to do so.... I've never really talked about this with anyone else other than my friend who was there with me.... so thank you for giving me the opportunity to share this with you.