I was standing on the 9th fairway just after locating my ball. My buddy was behind me and he took a shot not realizing I was standing 100 yards in front of him staring off to the side. He hit a screaming line drive that leveled out at 5'7"...exactly the same height as my eye balls. The Titleist went no more than 1" in front of my face at 10,000 MPH. My eyes were open, but I didn't see anything. The wind was blowing but I couldn't feel it. Lawn mowers were cutting grass but I couldn't hear it. I had a cigarette in my mouth but couldn't taste it. The grass was freshly cut but I couldn't smell it. I was frozen in place for about 20 seconds unable to be human for I couldn't grasp what had just happened and how close I came to (you know). I got the same feeling when reading that post.
Could you still find your ball?