I watched helplessly tonight as a young man died before my eyes. I was at home when I heard a crash just outside my windows. I threw on some clothes and ran outside to find a motorcycle on its side with a young man laying in the street and a car a few feet away with the driver's side crushed in. The driver of the car was moving and conscious and seemed okay. The young man was not breathing and had no pulse. CPR was started. It seemed to take forever for the paramedics to arrive. But it seemed only a heartbeat before the paramedic said it was too late...he was gone. I've been crying for two hours. I can't imagine what his family went through when they answered the knock at their door tonight. Please...slow down. There weren't any skid marks. He was hurrying. She was hurrying. Someone speeding, probably. Someone being careless perhaps. It only takes an instant. So many "accidents" aren't accidents...they are crashes. Crashes that can be avoided. So, please, please.....slow down. It's better to get where you're going a few minutes later than never to get anywhere ever again.