I didn't know whether to classify this story as eerie coincidence, synchronicity, or just "one of those things". I hadn't thought about this in years, then all of a sudden today I remembered it and thought that I should share it. It started about 14 years ago. I was on the highway, but I don't remember which one, or exactly where I was going, only that I was a good distance from home. I believe it was early summer. Anyway, while stuck in traffic I noticed another car. It caught my attention for a couple of reasons. One was the make and model; it was a black 90' Honda CRX. I had always liked that car. It was driven by a woman. The other thing was it's license plate; it bore a Hawaii plate. That in and of itself was not peculiar except that this was in Missouri; that car would have had to come about 3000 miles to be there that day. I guess I never forgot that car because I certainly remembered it the next time I saw it. Only I didn't see it again on the highway- I saw it on the five o'clock news. Two or three years after I had seen it that day, the owner of the car, the same woman I had seen that day on the highway, had been murdered by her boyfriend and the car abandoned.