I’m a little disturbed right now as I put this post up. I stepped into the house at about 00:35 and it’s like 01:03 and I am unable to sleep. Saw a terrible, terrible accident between a 6 wheeler truck, an autorickshaw and a car that was completely unrecognizable. My best guess is that it was a purple Fiat Palio. The car was crushed into almost half its size. I was too afraid to look at anything else because apparently the bodies from the whole Carter Road incident gripped my thoughts. And I know there was definitely going to be casualties; I mean the firkin 6 wheeler was a mess by itself. The rickshaw apparently didn’t get as badly damaged as the car. As I passed by the wreckage I could smell diesel and petrol. There were small pieces of glass all over the place. I think the media had got to the scene, will probably check the tabloids tomorrow. I hope no one was hurt. As I rode back home I only thought about how short life can be for anyone. I almost got clipped by an asshole speeding around in his Toyota Corolla a little later on. So the whole accident incident and the whole Corolla idiot, almost sending me on a one way ticket to hell/heaven, made me realize everything can change in a moment. I was just thinking (I know I shouldn’t be) if that Corolla guy had to clip me, if my life had to end tonight – pretty scary thought. Well its incidents like this that make me ride more safely. For all of you guys and girls who think speed thrills – wish you could have seen what I saw at Carter Road that night and tonight. Think about it, SERIOUSLY. Oh in addition to which if there is anything that you need to do or say then don’t wait. I know I have already told all of my friends what they mean to me, but incase they have forgotten then they will know it all over again this Christmas.