I dropped my daughter off in Charlottesville yesterday.  On the way home, there was quite a down-pour, and my Mustang is no good in the rain.  There were two really scary hydoplaning incidents.

"Near misses" usually make me think there's a multiverse, rather than a universe.  In some existence, there's a Mustang upside-down in the ditch.  Glad it's not this one...