In 2001 while I was driving my LDV, in a small rural town called Volksrust in South Africa I was transporting our parish Priest to a congregation member's home. We were about one kilometer away from the member's house and was approaching a steep up hill when the Priest suddenly grabbed my shoulder, and with vacant, staring eyes, he said:"O.M.G.!, Brother Arland is about to have a serious accident right now...
I was shocked and said that there were no cars in sight, in any direction. He replied, saying:"I know this sounds weird, but I assure you, I clearly saw his brown truck collide with a maroon colored Honda Ballade which was driven by a young blonde haired woman. "Flames are coming out of her car's engine and she has a deep gash in her forehead and blood is pouring from it, he said.
This just frustrated me, as I had no idea what was going on with him.
I remember just driving on in silence, for what felt like forever, wondering what to say, when as my LDV went over the crest of the hill, as we were approaching an intersection, I saw a brown van being suddenly hit by a fast approaching maroon Honda Ballade!
high-speed collision and pieces of wreckage were flying through the air, right in front of my eyes. "That's it, that's what I saw." the Priest said, look over there, it is him climbing out of the smashed, brown LDV, it is brother Arland, and look there." He pointed to where a bleeding blonde haired young woman was dragging herself from her badly damaged and burning wreck, she was clearly in great pain. As we got out, to offer assistance, an ambulance and the Police suddenly arrived... This incident was one of many such supernatural incidents in my life.