answer:I drove up next to an accident once, I didn’t see it happen, but immediately after. A motorcycle was down, and a man’s legs were sticking out of the front wheel well of a car. It wasn’t bloody, it looked almost like a mechanic under the car. Except the legs were twisted, up in the air. The lack of blood, and not seeing the guy’s face I think saved me a lot of grief. I still think of that poor guy when I see motorcycles. Another time a car directly behind me on the expressway swerved into the concrete wall, flipped over and turned into traffic. Where the following car hit it face-to-face. That has made me a more careful driver. I always try to maintain an exit route and safe distance, so I can avoid a sudden wreck in front of me.