Almost 20 years ago I heard the sound of screeching brakes in Taipei and knew if I turned my head I’d likely see an accident and sure enough saw a utility truck run over the head of a scooter rider (was rider’s fault as he went into the car lane for some unknown reason). Turned away, but when I turned back again, the pile of blood was already huge. Huge.
Did I say huge?
Another time was on the coast road going north toward Fulong on a scooter. Came upon a bridge over the railroad tracks where a scooter had stopped and a person was peering down below where a scooter AND body lay on the tracks. God only knows how fast the rider was going to fly over that side of the bridge.
But, not as bad as my friend crossing a street in Taipei after a bus had run over a scooter rider (rider’s fault). Crossing the zebra sidewalk he saw a helmet and dumbly peered inside. Just one word: brain matter.
Needless to say he admitted he ralfed right then and there.
It’s been almost twenty years, and I can now recall my witness to the same kind of tragic event you did without any emotion. So, I figure you’ll be fine sometime in the 2030s.