On a deserted stretch of Bloody 27 (US27) I was traveling late on a full moon lit night. I saw headlights coming at me in my lane. As they approached I could see the driver and passenger looking at the full moon to my right, their left. In a split second I decided to take evasive action and did not hit the horn. I swung my car into the opposing lane and the whoosh as we passed was and is still quite memorable. We just cheated death. We both stopped a few hundred yards down the road on the proper side. We looked at each other without a word.