Heading Home for the Holidays
Does God protect? These college kids found out….
Five of us were going home from college in Springfield, MO heading toward Ohio for Christmas. We took turns driving, and around midnight, I took the wheel. Everyone else slept while I drove the snow-covered roads. I passed a car in the blowing snow with Florida plates. I moved back around into the right lane and saw the car drive right up close behind me, and then immediately pass me again, signing obscene gestures as he did.
Staring at the End of a Barrel!
As soon as the car pulled back in front of us, he hit his brakes, causing me to swerve into the passing lane to miss him. He slowed, so I started to pass this same car again. The car sped up and drove right beside me on the right side of the road to prevent me from passing. I saw the driver whip out a .45 revolver and aim directly at me. It felt as if I were staring down the end of the barrel.
I slammed on the brakes to slow down and be next to the other car’s back bumper. This forced him to concentrate on driving rather than aiming his gun, but he still pulled off a couple of shots. I heard a ping. By the second shot, I swerved to miss the bullets.
By now everyone was awake, confused and wondering what was happening. I was glad to see our exit was the next one. I quickly turned onto the exit and drove to where we would meet up with our parents to take us the rest of the way home. Thankfully, the Florida car didn’t follow us. At the rest stop, where we met our parents, were two sheriff’s cars. We told them about the shooters. They weren’t sure if we were a bunch of college kids playing a prank or telling the truth, but they went out to look for the car.
Bullet Holes Found
It seemed surreal. Did someone really shoot at us? The girl, whose car we traveled in, called the next day. When her father checked over her car, he found one bullet lodged into the battery block wall; the other bullet was lodged in the windshield wiper tray, inches from coming inside. Things could have ended much differently that December night.
God was watching over us that night, for sure. I am thankful for His protection and safety for that time and for many others.
Travis Simonson, my son, recalled this incident from his college days. He now works in Kansas City, MO as a VmWare Admin | IT Specialist with the FDA.