I have an incredible story that occurred very recently too - I would like to share it because I believe in guardian angels. I decided to go racing against my friend in his WRX late one night. He pulled up next to me and told me to follow him to a spot he thought was suitable for us. Now, me being the idiot that I was (at the time) and I just bought the car recently. Not to mention, just learned stick in a matter of days in the very car I bought, so that was stupid period.
We both went on a light with no cars around us and he got the lead. As I kicked into 5th gear and almost red-lined it before shifting into 6th, my car boosted up to 120 mph and I started making it past him by half a car length. However, I noticed that he down-shifted or slowed down and at that split second, I noticed there was a bend up ahead and I knew I was going too fast. I tried to hit the breaks so that it gave me enough time to down-shift but something told me not to. All of a sudden, my steering while started shaking violently. As I tried to gripe it, my car went spinning out of control.
At that point, I was thinking in my head... "Sh*t, I'm going to die here... God, please help me..." Then it seemed as if I had someone giving me instructions helping me out, because I turned the steering wheel to the right, which caused the car to shift the other direction thus avoiding hitting my friend altogether. Instead, I received impact to the curb, which caused my tire to go out and I could hear the wheel scraping the road.
As I came to a stop a good 100 feet or so down the road, I ended up on the other side of the road (oncoming traffic), but luckily nobody was coming my direction save my friend, who did a U-Turn and pulled up next to me. He was exclaiming to me that I almost ended up hitting him if I spun the other direction. He was saying that - that was a load of bull and that I must have a lot of luck because he exclaimed to me that in that situation, to turn out the way it did, that was close to impossible.
Thinking about it clearly now, I recall the bend and the curb. Had I turned the steering wheel to avoid the curb, I would've have spun the opposite direction and the front of my car would've smacked right into the front of my friend. Also, if I had down-shifted then at red-line, I would've most likely blown my engine and my car would've been in the worst case scenario. I didn't think about it at the time, because I didn't know anything about cars or red-lining for that matter (at the time) since this was the first time for me getting a fast car. (I found out about this later after the accident when a different friend told me about red-lining)
I thank God and my Guardian Angel that was there that fateful night to save me. I have had other instances where I was close to encountering death but I'll save that for another time. I am curious to see if anyone has had someone watch over them and guide them in a dangerous situation.