Based on a sample of one, I believe this is true: the older you get the unluckier you are.
In this statement I'm basically referring to physical luck, to accidents. I see it in myself--I seem to be having more and more close calls. For example, the other day I was on the sidewalk of Colts Neck Drive, near the driveway for one of the apartment complexes. I just started to cross when I saw a car beginning to leave the complex. Very quickly I calculated I was far enough (5-10') into the driveway that the car would stop and I should keep going. The next second I found myself walking into the car, which had pulled out quickly without stopping before pulling onto Colts Neck. (I assume what happened was the driver was looking to the left to check Colts Neck and never looked to the right at all to see me.)
That's the most recent of near accidents I've encountered, in many of which I would have been at fault.
This makes me think--all through my adult life I was lucky (only 3 car accidents, one of which was totally not my fault). I should have been thankful then; instead I'm fearful now.
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