Here's mine.
Christmas Day 2002: That year, we had a white Christmas in Virginia. It wasn't but a couple of inches of snow on the ground, and it was barely sticking to the roads. My Aunt Jennifer, Uncle Rodney, and their 2 kids Katie and Kelly were on the way to my Aunt's mom's for their Christmas festivities. They were driving an older GEO Tracker with a "rag top". You remember, the cars that looked like a miniature Jeep Wrangler. Rodney was the only one who was not wearing a seatbelt.
Well apparently, there was a patch of "black ice", and Rodney lost control of the Tracker. They fishtaled for several yards before the Tracker finally flipped onto its side and skidded to a stop. When they stop, Rodney starts checking to make sure everyone is ok. He, Jennifer, and Katie have various bruises, but are basically fine. But they soon realize that Kelly is not in the car with them! Panic sets in and they start yelling and calling out her name, but she is not answering. Neither of the doors were working, so Rodney kicked out the "rag top". To their relief and amazement, they see Kelly walking to them.
At some point during all of this, she was thrown from the car, and came out completely unharmed! Not only was she unharmed, but it was obvioius that she hadn't even touched the ground. One would expect her clothes to be wet, since she had been thrown out of the car and onto the wet road and the snowy ground, but there were NO wet spots on any of her clothes! It was almost as if someone pulled her out of the car, and set her down on her feet! She should be DEAD, but came out of it completely untouched, not a spot on her!
Kelly doesn't remember what happened. All she remembers is sitting in the seat, and then walking towards the turned over Tracker. She doesn't remember anything about the actual accident.