I was like six years old playing with my slightly younger sister in my yard one time, and we were kicking around one of those big, inflated rubber balls. Must've been a foot in diameter. She kicked it at me, and it was coming right at my face. Two things you should know for this to make sense: 1.) There was no breeze. At all. 2.) I believe I played lacrosse at that time, and whenever the ball would come anywhere near my face in lacrosse, I would flinch, even though I had to wear a helmet, so there's little chance I could move out of the way of a big rubber ball coming at my face. Anyway, the ball was coming at me, and I moved my head a bit to the right, and I swear I saw the ball move to the left in mid air and miss my face. It could've been spinning enough in the air to do a weird kind of looping movement and miss my face, but I doubt it. I've never told anyone about it, and I've never been able to figure out why it happened.