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Multiple times.
Driving to the wake for a recently deceased friend, had been stopped at a light. Light goes green, and as I put my foot down to move, I hear her voice yell STOP. I take my foot off the gas, driver behind me honked as a truck blasted through the intersection, easily going double the speed limit. I went through the intersection, pulled over and had a small panic attack. The car that honked was someone also going to the wake, their been telling the close call story as I pulled into the parking lot. They maintained the truck came out of nowhere, had I not stopped I'd have been t-boned from the driver's side.
Travelling solo around Europe. I was in Germany, and due to go to the Netherlands to visit family. I'd given them my itinerary, so they knew my arrival time and didn't have to worry. (Oma was delightfully fretful for me travelling alone.) When I got the train station I was uneasy waiting for my train and after a bit of indecision I hopped a train that went left earlier and took a longer, more scenic route. Arrived at my Oma's to a full house of aunts, uncles and cousins. My originally chosen train had derailed.
Driving the highway southbound on Vancouver Island, leapfrogging with three other cars. Had the sudden urge to get off the highway, and found this delightful little place where I had some lunch and relaxed. Got back on the road, and traffic was barely moving. After a while, drove past a three car wreck, the cars I'd been leapfrogging with earlier. It was ugly and I learned later there were fatalities.
If I have a sudden urge to do something other than what was planned, I listen. It's served me well over the years.