I suspect there are many of us that never look. I despise seeing a looky-lou that causes a traffic hazard right in the presence of a wreck that has just happened. There should be a special spot in Hell for the fool that gets a thrill from the tragedy of another.
In my job I sometimes have no choice but to watch.
Like the day some idiot with a low hauler flatbed decided to pull a u turn in the truck entrance.
Sunk flat to the pavement, then whined up a storm about it.
Then there was the cruiser bike midlife crisis kamikaze.
He signaled an exit move to the off ramp, changed his mind, signaled off again, changed his mind, repeat twice before deciding to split the difference, goose the throttle and go roaring off the highway and into a deep ditch as he flew between signposts.
Not a clue why he did that.
Didn’t kill him, but he probably wished it had afterwards.
Not long after that was the straight truck rollover on dry pavement.
Alone, nobody else.
Still trying to figure that one out.
He flipped it onto the driver side, the wheel lugs dug in, and he panic stomped the throttle.
Dragged it across the road until it turned turtle in a ditch.
Like I said, I still don’t know how he flipped it initially.
Winter that year, three snowplows got themselves stuck in the ditch out front of my house.
I’m sorry I didn’t see your comment before I went to sleep last night, or I would have answered it promptly.
I’ve only looked once. I was in 4th or 5th grade. The whole family was in the car; Mom, Dad, children in back seat. Mom saw it first and gasped. All us children could see were lots of ambulances and police cars with flashing lights which lets face it, are like catnip to kids. Mom saw the person on the side of the road lying there like a broken doll. I looked too, and saw it. Lets just say it gave me nightmares for a few nights afterwards.
Now, as an adult driver, I see the lights from the first responders and I look away, always saying a prayer that no one was seriously hurt or died.
I’m with you on people in Hell who get their jollies from people’s adversity. It’s so much easier to be nice to someone than to be mean to them