They say your life flashes before your eyes when you're about to die.
All I saw on Saturday was the maroon car speeding head-on towards my car, having crossed the double yellow line into my passing lane as I was overtaking another vehicle.
I just had time to swerve - another fraction of a second and you would have been reading about me in yesterday's paper.
The driver behind me had to swerve too - no doubt there were racing hearts and several what-ifs in that car as well.
My whole family was in my car.