Risk Management Magazine

Looking back, there have been a few occasions where I nearly made it into the statistic column. There is one, however, that really stands out in my mind. It forever ended my perception that I was invincible.

As my car began to overturn, I started praying. After rolling four times, my car came to rest on its wheels and water flowed through every opening. I was scared, but at least I was alive and able to move.

I’d driven cross-country three times before and thought I knew my limits. I particularly enjoyed driving at night because there was less traffic. However, in the past, there was at least one other person in the vehicle with me. This time I would be going solo.