Oh, time slow-down. I get that.
I'm from Michigan. The first time I ever drove on the freeway during winter, I completely underestimated the severity of the road's condition. There wasn't much snow that day, but the ground was completely coated in a rain/slush mixture. I'd been driving around on snow for a while so I assumed the behavior of the slush would be pretty much the same as snow, when in reality it acts somewhat like a mix between ice and snow.
Anyhow, it had just started to actually snow, and I began moving into the fast lane to pass a very slow-moving car in front of me. Visibility was really bad, and at just that moment somebody came whipping up behind me in the fast lane at probably 100+ MPH. I instinctively jerked back in to the slow lane to avoid colliding with them, which started me fishtailing - keep in mind I was going somewhere around 70mph at this instant. I was pretty inexperienced and I over-corrected. This caused pretty much the worst possible thing to happen: the car began doing full 360 degree circles on the middle of the freeway.
Time really did seem to slow down. I'm not sure exactly how long I was actually spinning - I suspect it was probably under ten seconds - but it seemed to last about a minute. I remember all the CDs in my CD holders strapped to the visors flying out and whipping around the car like little mini-Xena-warrior-princess-discs. I know I spun around at least three times, because I got a good look at the same sign three different times.
Eventually my trajectory veered off of the freeway. Thank goodness for that sludge, I sledded down the slope sideways without overturning and continued to sled sideways (which caused me to finally slow down) all the way up to the edge of the woods. I stopped maybe a half a foot in front of a pine, with some of the lower branches snapping off against my door's mirror. I think I sat there for a good ten minutes without really doing much other than going holycrapholycrapholycrap.