“Code Brown! Code Brown!” screams your internal monologue as instinct takes over and you try to save yourself from the inevitable spin-out/crash. And miraculously, you do. Somehow.
Last week, I asked you for your narrowest saves. The one that made you thank the gods, both known and unknown. What saved you? Was it your own reflexes? Sheer dumb luck? Or was it some higher power at work?