Many years ago when our children were still at home, we were on our way to our nephew's baptism. Suddenly, a car just ahead of us clipped the back fender of a small car it was passing. We gasped as the rear axle of that car came loose and flipped over our car while the rest of the car did front to back somersaults across five lanes of freeway traffic. Amazingly, no other cars were hit, and none of us collided into each other.
As the car was completing its last flip, a small bundle fell out of the car window, then the car landed on its side on the bundle. All I could think was, "Oh no!, Oh no!" I was so afraid that the car had landed on a baby.
