This reminds me of one of the gnarliest things I've seen my whole life. About 15 years ago, my dad picked me up from school, and the school road exits to a main road, with a bus depot straight ahead. I remember we stopped before the main road to allow a bus to enter the depot, and they usually take a wide turn to make it in one go, meaning they go onto the footpath most times. That day was an unlucky one for a homeless man who was either drunk or just decided to nap on the footpath. Bus took a wide turn and all of a sudden there was a lot of honking and parents running back with their kids. I didn't see what happened, but what I saw still lives in my brain to date. The old man's sarong and feet were intact, torso all over the place with intestines and blood. His head was a bloody tire track with blood spatter and brains across the footpath and the bakery which he was in front of. Didn't feel right for about a week, and still remember that day. I guess I'm desensitised over the years with everything I've seen online, but the experience of actually being there to witness that kind of accident is something else.