Seven thirty last night driving from Monmouth to Chepstow via Trelick, nice evening, clear open road, having a great time when I encountered a sheep with two baalambs in the middle of the road. I stopped in plenty of time and carried on once they'd moved out of the way but once I was back up to speed I saw a 4X4 hurtling along in the opposite direction. I knew that the sheep were on his side of the road on a blind bend so reached for my hazard lights button (on top of the steering column) to alert him and, with one hand on the wheel, my front wheel hit a pothole and chucked the car over to the right two feet over the dividing line. I got it straightened up in time but it was as close as I've ever come to death. eek.