“Avoid the dead body.”

I forgot to mention this, but last night one of our friends that lives on the other side of Buziga called us as we were leaving to go to the concert.
“Avoid the dead body.” He told us.
Apparently there had been a horrific boda boda accident on Ggaba road not far from our house. Although we wanted to avoid the dead body we had to pass through the area where the accident occurred.
When we pulled onto Ggaba Road there was a line of oncoming headlights that seemed to stretch for miles. We crept along Ggaba road towards Kampala.
Finally, ahead of us there was a car pulled over. The fencing along the street had been torn down. I saw the remnants of a helmet on the side of the road. In the middle of the road there was a pool of blood maybe 6 feet by 6 feet.
I don’t know what happened, but whatever happened it was violent. The helmet was cracked like an eggshell. There was a lot of blood.
I said a prayer and we kept driving.