It can be whatever, but has anyone ever experienced a moment or moments that has happened to them that defies one’s expectations so wildly that they cannot reasonably define it beyond stupid dumb luck?
I still play this scenario out in my mind years later as I am still somewhat in disbelief that it actually happened and I walked away without any injuries.
I like to joke, saying my guardian angel tripped me at the perfect time.
Scenario describing my event in question:
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I noticed two suspicious individuals and as I past them they started to walk towards me. My response was to shout and make a scene while trying to make distance crossing the road without concern for traffic - road was quiet, early in the morning on a holiday as I was on my way to work.
The suspicious individuals responded by rushing towards me as one produced a knife and prepared it in lunging stance like someone preparing to slam a knife into a board.
I knew I couldn’t outrun them, no self-defense training, the best I could come up was extend my left hand out to minimise the target area of my vital organs. I was preparing for the worst and I guess fight or flight was preparing for a last stand fight.
What happened next is that I tripped on the pavement in the middle of the road at the exact same time the guy with the knife lunged.
He went flying over me - in an arc - from the momentum of the lunge with everything of his flying everywhere including his knife, his accomplice rushed into my periphery.
I landed in probably the worst scenario lying on my back, but I tried to keep the attackers in view. I don’t know why but the guy - who disarmed himself from the fall - panicked and picked up all his stuff and started running with his accomplice in tow.
Reading that, seems you were fortunately not traveling too fast, as I can imagine traveling along, the sudden stop, falling over face first into the packed snow and just sort of enacting an image of your one foot being propped like a hand trying to pull excalibur from the snow.