Driving down a country road, I saw something teetering in the middle of my lane. As I got closer, I realized it was a turtle turned over onto its back, and flailing about, trying to upright itself. I pulled over and turned around to go help it. As I ran back to it, I saw a line of cars coming. The first two avoided it, but the third, a pickup truck, hit it with a sickening crunch. I was only a few feet away, and I threw my arms up to shield my face from the resultant trajectory of fluids. I failed you, Mr. Turtle, but you have not passed through this world unnoticed, nor have you been forgotten.