This happened in 1996 in Beltsville, Maryland. I was driving home from the office on Interstate 95, alone in the car at about 6 p.m. Suddenly, without thinking about it, I spoke and said in a loud, clear voice, "Jan is dead!"
Now, the only Jan I knew (pronounced "Yon" not "Jan", means "John") is an uncle who lived in the Netherlands, 3,000 miles away across the ocean. I have seen Jan about five times in my life, never communicated outside of those visits, and rarely, if ever, thought about him.
I had no idea why I suddenly said this, especially with such confidence, nor why I would even think of him at all. It seemed like such a random event. It was as if I was compelled to speak as a reflex action without any forethought, like something spoke through me. And I absolutely knew he was dead.
I found out the next day that Jan had died suddenly from a stroke - about the same time I had my event. How did I know? What made me say it out loud with such absolute conviction? I have never had a seizure or random outburst in my life. Did someone or something use me to speak? I am still puzzled and alarmed to this day.