Didn't actually see the body...
I was driving down the M6 one day, and the traffic was moving in single-file and almost at a standstill.

While going past the two closed-off lanes I caught sight of what had happened: what used to be a car was sitting on the hard shoulder, except it looked more like a cube.

All I could think to myself was 'what a horrible way to go.'

I still don't know what happened. There were no other vehicles involved, from what I could see. There were no ambulances either, but there can't have been much left of whoever was inside that thing.

And the car fire I once saw, also on the M6. All I saw was a Mondeo with all the doors and windows closed, with an inferno inside it. I saw a shadow up against the window. I can't be sure, and I didn't stop to look, but I hope that shadow wasn't a person.

I've always been afraid of dying in a car. Anything else I can abide by. Chainsaws? No problem. Rusty spoons? That's nothing. I even ride a motorbike, for christ's sake - at least if I crash that I'll die when my head hits a tree.

But one way I never, ever want to do is spend my last moments trapped inside a steel coffin, crushed to a pulp or on fire. Can you imagine it? Being compressed into something the size of a sofa and suddenly realising that you don't quite have all your parts any more?

No thanks.
(Half of Stephen Fry's right buttock pissed on your dog on, Tue 4 Mar 2008, 16:45, 3 replies)

A bit like the bikers I have seen mangled under 40ft artics then?

( M o D, Tue 4 Mar 2008, 16:55, closed)

Are you currently
larger than a sofa?
( teedyay, Wed 5 Mar 2008, 9:37, closed)

The first one
There's always the possibility that the first car looked like that because they wanted to remove somebody from the car with some haste.
(Grey_Ghost has yet to decide on a sig on, Wed 5 Mar 2008, 12:58, closed)