Actually, yes. When my wife became pregnant with our daughter, I decided it was time to mend my ways with respect to my driving habits. I decided to be more cautious, less agressive, and generally do my part to keep from leaving my wife and child behind. I was on my way to a photo shoot, with all of my gear loaded into my Yugo, a subcompact car that barely held all my gear. I was headed South into Massachusetts from New Hampshire, and was approaching Melrose and came upon a place where the two right lines exited, and traffic generally got very congested. I was heading further south, and did the classic rear view mirro check, side mirror check, over the shoulder check, and then looked forward again in time to see that the traffic ahead of me had gone around a stopped work truck that was loaded with metal pipes that extended out the back of the truck, just above the level of my hood, and I was less than a hundred feet behind the truck, going at about 65 MPH.
There was basically no way that I was going to be able to survive, because there just wasn't enough time at that speed and distance. I cranked the wheel hard to the left anyway, and then the rest just could not have happened, but it did.
My car literally turned 90 degrees left, and I was loooking at the side of a green station wagon with simulated wood panel doors. Then I cranked the wheel hard right, and I was going south again, right alongside the green station wagon, and had passed the stopped truck, was still going 65 MPH, none of the equipment cases, light stands and steel boom that were loaded behind and alongside me moved, and get this... As this all happended I felt three hands on my body... one on each shoulder, and one on my right thigh, holding me into my seat. Then they were gone. I really don't care if anyone believes me or not, but I am as firmly convinced today as I was right at that moment, that there were at least two angels who interceded for me on that day to prevent me from dying. I tell anyone who asks, but honestly, I don't think it will evey prove anything to anyone but me. I think you would have to have experienced this yourself to really completely believe it. As for me, I have never doubted what happened.