A
friend of mine, was driving through an intersection one
day and his four-year-old son was in the car with him.
The car door flew open, and the little boy rolled out of
the vehicle right into the middle of traffic coming from
four ways!
The last thing my friend saw was a set of car wheels just
about on top of his son--moving at a vary fast rate of
speed. All he knew to do was cry, "JESUS!"
As soon as he could bring his car to a halt, he jumped
out ran to his son, who was perfectly all right. But the
man driving the car that had almost hit the child was
absolutely hysterical. My friend went over to him and
started trying to comfort him.
"Man, don't be upset!" he said. "My son is
all right, he's okay! Don't be concerned about it. Just
thank God you were able to stop!"
"You don't understand!", the man responded.
"I never touched my brakes!"
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