One time working when I was much younger working for the mines here in Central Florida, I was driving a truck loaded down with tools, etc, making it MUCH heavier than usual. I was heading up a VERY steep dike, or kind of like a mini-mountain I guess you could call it. When I reached the top, the truck shut off, and backwards down the hill it went with nothing I could do to stop it. Just before I got right to the first corner that turned around the side of the hill, and over the edge, I somehow turned it into the side of the hill, which then flipped it, and the mini boom in the back of the truck stuck right in the ground, stopping it from continuing to flip right over the edge, and more than likely, to my death.
People can say there is nobody watching over us if they like, but I know I had a lot of help that day the way it happened....