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In 1990, I was in a big ole Crown Victoria station wagon with my husband and four children. He was driving the New Jersey Turnpike, where the speed limit must have been 95. It was raining and it was rush hour traffic. We were small town Floridians visiting relatives and clueless.

My husband started to exit and then quickly changed his mind. All I know is he pulled directly into the path of a large white van that could not possibly have missed us. I had the distinct impression that it just went right through us.

I knew we should all have been dead. The van driver ended up beside us an let us know that whatever he had experienced, he was most unhappy about it.

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