I recall driving at a stupid speed (120 mph) on the M2, again, and seeing my guardian angel running alongside me. I knew that no one can run that fast, that was the first thing that freaked me out. The second was that I recognized him from the year before with the green Land Rover of doom. He looked calm, taking everything in his stride.  I was riveted, I could not take my eyes off him. It was at this point I decided that he really was not there and that I had made him up. Then he really freaked me out by looking straight at me.