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There are some experiences that never leave our memories. When I was a teen, I remember seeing the immediate aftermath of a car accident involving a motorcyclist who, it appeared, had been stabbed by a piece of road debris. There were no emergency services respondents on the scene, so civilians were rushing to try to save his life. I can’t imagine any way that they could have succeeded. So every time I see a piece of road debris on the highways, I tap to report it on my in-dashboard reporting screen.  Years later, driving my own motorcycle on a highway on a remote stretch of road, I saw a piece of debris far ahead of me. It was a glint in my headlight. I slowed and saw it was an aluminum ladder spanning a full lane of the highway. “Someone is definitely going to hit that,” I thought and pulled over a few tens of meters past it to run back. Unfortunately a car did hit it and swerved to the side of the road. (I was far off the road as I ran back to it.) The ladder had then shattered ...