Today my husband was driving along the highway, and all of a sudden for no apparent reason, the driver's side window just blew up. Thousands of tiny peices of glass shattered inward and all over the car. Sniper? Nobody around. Flaw in glass? No. BUT, last week he dreamed he was hemoraging from all orifices whilst trying to drive to the hospital. I believe that the extreme stress he has been subjected to over an extended period, has allowed him to tap into new psychic abilities. It's the quickening. How exciting.