The truckload of Indians reminds me of a time when I was in Iran.

I was driving into town along this long straight road and I saw, way in the distance, a couple of vehicles stopped. ANOTHER wreck! there were lots of them out there.

Well as I got nearer I could see it was a smallish pickup. I still couldn't make out any details but there was a lot of red in the road.

I got a grip on my stomach and continued on, I had to get into town.
Nearer still I could see that the truck was on its side and what looked like severed limbs in the road. Yechh, my stomach was really churning by now.

When I finally got close enough, I saw that it was a truckload of watermelons.