Trouble Comes in Threes

 This morning, as I was driving, I passed two accident scenes.  First, I saw that a van had sideswiped another van.  Then, I saw that a car had hit an e-bike while turning.

After passing the second accident, I thought oh-oh, trouble comes in threes; and I wondered if I would pass a third accident scene.  I didn’t .

Instead, I saw a middle aged man, wearing nothing but speedo style trunks, standing at the side of the road.  Perhaps he washed up with a basin full of rain water.