Something strange happened to me yesterday, August 19, 2011. I was driving in the afternoon from Brandon to Winnipeg in Manitoba, a trip of about two hours. It was a bright sunny day and there was lots of traffic, so I was being careful to keep to the speed limit and keep my eyes on the road to watch for other vehicles.
I have made this trip dozens of times, if not hundreds, and am very familiar with the landmarks that I use to determine how long I've driven and how much longer I have to go. One of these landmarks is a gas station about 45 minutes outside of Brandon. As I came up to this gas station, I glanced down at the clock to approximate what time I would get home. The time was 5:09, which I know was correct as I left Brandon at about 4:25.
The next landmark is a big tree by the side of the road, popularly known as the "Halfway Tree." It's about 15 minutes further down the road. I drove for a couple of minutes, then looked up and saw the Halfway Tree. I thought, Whoa! What's going on here? That can't be right! I looked down at the clock and it read 5:11. Two minutes later.
This is simply not possible, I know. But I've gone through it over and over in my head and I'm sure the clock was right, and it really did only feel like a couple of minutes. The strange thing is (as if this isn't strange enough) is that I got home at 6:30, exactly when I expected to. I wasn't 10 or 15 minutes early.
I remember feeling, as I was approaching the gas station, that it really seemed that I had been driving longer that 45 minutes. Then suddenly I was sort of thrown forward in time, almost like a weird sort of catch up. I've never experienced anything like that. It was freaky but kind of cool, too.