This morning as Bay and I were on our daily commute, we saw an accident happen right next to us. There was a big van (looked like a plumber or some other service-type van) following us. It switched lanes as we were approaching some stopped cars. I usually brake a little early, especially with Bay in the car. It seemed to me that the van was braking as much as me, but as we were about 40 feet from the cars in front, I heard his tires chirp once, the van kept going, then another chirp right before it plowed into the car in front. That car then hit the SUV in front of it. I hate the sound of cars colliding. You know, it’s not a crash sound, but more of a thud. I keep thinking that Bay and I were lucky that the guy in the van got out of our lane just a few seconds before…