I Hate Freaking IPads!
Outside of a village in Kuwait, I hit what an engineer called a fifteen kilogram (I think) soviet anti-tank mine so hard that I popped it right out of the ground. That big scary sum-bich never detonated and every vehicle in the convoy behind me swerved around it and got an eyeful. The combat engineer who had to deal with it later told me, "God loves you".
If there is a god, he takes people he loves all the time, if anything, it was more of a "god has a plan for you"