I think the closest I've ever come was on a drive from Philadelphia to New York. I was in a car with some friends and we were driving down a narrow street in Queens when a semi-truck suddenly turned a corner and appeared right in front of us. We all had to slam on the brakes and for a second I was convinced that either the car or the truck wasn't going to stop in time. This was a small, light-weight car, so if we had collided head-on we would have likely been creamed. Probably the single scariest moment of my life.

Do you like dogs? Or are you strictly a cat person?