Median

Driving through Sandy Wednesday night, I saw quite the peculiar incident.
A car, turning left, shoots out into traffic to dart full-speed into what we in Utah so lovingly refer to as the "suicide lane."
My thoughts, "I wonder if the driver knows there is a 1-foot high median obstructing the....ooooohhh no....definitely didn't know."
Jaw agape, before I can even process my thoughts, the driver swings the car into reverse and speeds away as if nothing had happened.
I don't know how that car/driver didn't get damaged. Maybe it did, but it sped away with exhaust between its tires (my pathetic attempt at paralleling the phrase "tail between its legs") so quickly I couldn't tell.
I mean...seriously! Wow. That median wasn't exactly inconspicuous. Why are we all amused so much by others' mistakes?