True story.
When I was 16 I went out to the lake and met up with some friends. When I realized I needed to head home, I was already and hour late for curfew. So, young Pittcat hauls ass for home. As I was leaving the main "entrance" to the lake area a little voice said to me, "hey, why don't you buckle up?" (I never buckled up back then) So I buckle up and head towards home. About three miles down the gravel road, I hit and intersection going ~75 mph. I lose control of the car, go into the ditch, drive on the outside embankment of said ditch, hit a culvert which sends my car spinning and rolling simultaneously. Luckily the car landed on its tires. When I got out of the car, I didn't know what direction was what until I found the Big Dipper/ North Star. No one else around to help me. No cell phone. Had to run back to the lake to get help. Should've put my head through the windshield that night.
Had I not listened to my subconscious that night, I'd have never known goEMAW.com and all of its wonders