On the one-year anniversary of the accident, his car and body were found, at the spot where the ladies' car had been.

A new guardrail was constructed in honor of the three lives lost.

I could hardly believe this story, as it seems to have fit what happened to me perfectly. I asked him why I had never seen these things before. He told me that, as the legend has it, the tragedy is only revealed to those in danger of repeating it. Needless to say, I have never once since that day driven aggressively or angrily. It's just not worth it.

Sometimes late at night or early in the morning when I get up I can still hear the screeching tires on the nearby road. I can still hear the explosion, the horn. I often wonder how many others in our community can hear it too...

事故发生后一周年，人们在那位女士死的地方发现了那个司机的车和他的尸体。

为缅怀这三个人，人们修了一段护栏。

我不敢相信这个故事，因为这和发生在我身上的事完全吻合。我问他为什么之前我没见过这些东西。他告诉我根据传说，只有有可能重蹈覆辙的那些人才能看到。不用说，从那天起我就再也没有带着怒气开车或是开快车了。因为实在是得不偿失。

有时深夜或是清晨我起床时，还能听到附近公路上传来刹车声、爆炸声和鸣喇叭的声音。我想知道我们社区内究竟还有多少人能听到这种声音。