(Clearwisdom.net) One evening at around 8 p.m. in April 2008, a male practitioner and I rode on a motorcycle to visit another practitioner who had suddenly shown illness karma in the suburb. There were many big trees along both sides of the road. Since it had rained recently, there were still some puddles on the road. While we were chatting, a car with its headlights shining brightly came speeding towards us. The other practitioner quickly reduced his speed and tried to yield. At that time, I suddenly felt that someone had pushed me from behind and I flew and flipped in the air before I fell on the ground.
When I woke up, the whole place was very quiet. I called out to the other practitioner, "Where are you?" He answered, "I am here." I saw him lying on the ground about two meters away from me. I asked, "Are you all right?" He replied in the affirmative. I then asked, "Why don't you get up if you are all right?" While he was getting up, he asked, "How are you?" I replied, "I am all right." I felt a lot of pain when I tried to sit up and was chilly. I kept telling myself again and again, "I am a practitioner, Master protects me all the time, I am all right." I stood up with some effort, and then I asked the other practitioner, "Where is the motorcycle?" He pointed and said, "Over there." The motorcycle was at least ten meters away from us. I saw him picking up something from the ground and laughing while walking towards the motorcycle. I asked him, "Why are you laughing?" He replied, "This is not from my motorcycle, it is from the car that hit us." He picked up the bent motorcycle. It took him some effort to fix it. He started it and it still worked. I asked him, "Are we still going?" He said, "Yes, this small incident can't stop us." I observed that his hands were bleeding and his feet were hurt, too, but we still went to the other practitioner's home. I admired him from the bottom my heart and asked him, "Did you see the car that hit us?" He said, "It was a white sedan. The driver must have thought that we were dead, so he drove away after the accident." When we arrived, the other practitioner was very surprised to see mud all over us.
We chatted for a while, and since the other practitioner was getting better, we left after some time.
It was almost midnight when I got home. I knelt down and kowtowed several times before Master's photo, and thanked Master for saving me. The next day while washing my clothes, I found clear tire imprints that could not be cleaned. It was indeed frightening. Were it not for Master's protection, the accident would have been far more serious.
Although this accident happened a year ago, I want to write it down now, so that people will be aware of the greatness of our Master and the miraculous nature of Falun Dafa. I want to thank our Master again.
