There are some experiences that only have their full effect if they happen at the precise right moment, not one second sooner and not one second later.
Running into a long-lost friend on the street is only possible if you're both walking down the street at the same moment, while barely avoiding a fatal accident comes down to a matter of seconds. Which is to say, timing truly is everything, and these extreme examples only emphasize just how much a minute counts.
Two years ago my wife and I took a quick weekend trip to St. Louis. There was an issue with the first hotel we had reservations at so we started making phone calls in the phone book to find a new one. We get one for a reasonable last minute rate, being unfamiliar with the area we approach the hotel and the first words I utter are Oh My God, we cannot stay here. Talk about sex worker motel, I'm pretty sure there was one soliciting on the balcony above us.