In the car......

Today I woke up around 10am I showered, I ate, and I called the wife on the way to work. I know that doesn't sound like much, but any day I start off talking to the wife is going to be a good day (kisses). However, on the way to work I ran in to traffic. I know it's nothing like H-town but, at least they know how to drive there. But, I digress...as I drove and come up on the traffic slow down a car in the left lane goes flying by at 80mph while everyone else was putting along at a whole whopping 30mph because of construction. Needless to say that guy wasn't watching what was going on. He got about 20 feet before he noticed the car in front of him was stoped.
Now, was it wrong of me for hoping to see a 2 to 4 car pile up right in front of me? In my head I was saying hit it, this will hurt, damn!
Anyways, this car was a red 2002 Grand Am and white tire smoke was building up around the car and at the last second it misses the Benz in front of him by a foot and slams into the concret wall going about 55mph. I was a little bewildered at that. I mean wow, I thought he had no chance of not killing himself and others. My hats go off to the poor bastard for choosing the wall over a car, because you know that had to hurt. Ok so I was a little bumed that it wasn't what I thought would happen. Now, I did see the guy get out of his car on his own power, that's about all I say in my mirror.
However, the *killjoy* to this almost bloody tale is this one simple fact.
As I drove by the car that almost got destroyed I say two babies in car seats in the back of the Benz. My heart broke for my evil thoughts and I'm thankful that they were dashed when the car hit the wall instead. I couldn't imanage how I would feel now if that guy plowed into that car.