I had to go to London today to get all of our personal effects from the smashed van. All I can say is Wow...
The van was smashed. It didn't roll sideways. It went into the ditch backwards then somehow turned and flipped over back to front. The back of the van did all the flying, Daniel said.
If anyone had been in the passenger seats, they would have had their heads crushed.
Elena had wrenches flying about her; a glass jar of applesauce hit the windshield by her head. A glass jar of jam shattered on the window beside her face.
And yet, no injuries.
The VERY heavy pressure-washer stayed put, because Daniel learned the hard way that if it tips over, there are problems. He, responsible young man that he is, strapped the pressure washer to the frame. It stayed put. PTL!
We went to the crash site to have a look. All along the road there were fenceposts and telephone poles, except for where the accident occured. Just 400 feet before the crash site, there was an extremely steep ditch... and even though there was a good sized ditch where it all happened, there was lots of snow to cushion the van and lessen the impact.
I am truly, truly thankful. My kids are okay.