Speaking of this, I might have saved my sons life today.
We were at a truck show at the horse track when out of nowhere, a gust of wind picked up a portable tent (you know, the ones with metal supports and nylon tops) and sent it flying like a kite. I heard shrieks, looked up, and there it is, coming down at us from about 20 feet in the air. I grabbed my kid and ducked inside a track starting gate they had on display, and the tent bounced harmlessly right where we were standing.
Final destination level craziness. I'm still a little rattled by what almost happened. My son can't stop chattering about big "choo choo" trucks.