Some of you bear with me on my story because this happened in 1994, I might not remember some of it but I'll do my best.
One morning, between 3:00-3:30 am, I was going back home from an old girlfriend's house and as I was driving along a stretch of highway, I started to doze off.
So I woke up and thinking to myself, it's only 10 more miles-it's 10 more miles.
As I kept driving I smelt a smoke (I don't smoke and my girlfriend didn't smoke either). It was a cigar smell-the smell I remember that my dad smoked. It was the smell of a Dutch Master cigar the kind he smoked. My dad died in 1991.
As I kept driving I dozed off again then all the sudden a voice woke me up saying my name and "WAKE UP".
So I woke up and found myself about 3 inches from hitting a guardrail and a 20 embankment behind it. So needless to say I stopped just in time.
So as I sit there thinking about the voice it sounded like my dad's voice. So I found the nearest store parking lot to get some sleep but I kept smelling the scent of a Dutch Master Cigar.
Finally I decided to go to my brother's house, who lived another 3 miles from the store, and tell him about it and his face turned white. He said to me the same thing happened to him the year before.
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