Photo by Flickr user WSDOT (thanks!)
"Glad I wasn't here when that passed overhead!" I thought and carried on my way.
About an hour later I was passing that way again. I'd forgotten all about that thought during the miles. Just as I was emerging between the two roadways up above, I saw the snow pouring down across the road I was running beside - and coming my way. I just had time to take a couple of steps back under the bridge as it landed with a thupuffuthwump where I'd just been passing.
What are the chances?!