Here's a couple other photos:
He had the windows down and his phone and eyeglasses (that were on his face) flew out the window. A man in the house where the accident occurred saw the accident, and came out to check on Steven and call 911. Steven asked him to help him find his phone - the man was incredulous that Steven would be worried about his phone after having this bad of a wreck, but Steven responded with "I've got to call my parents!" So they found his phone and his glasses and there you have it.
We're not sure exactly what happened, Steven wasn't on his phone, wasn't messing with the radio, and wasn't speeding. (and yes I believe him - my son has never lied to me about anything major in his life, he's always known being truthful is much less painful than lying and being found out later) What we do know is that he crossed over the center line, all the way to the other side of the road, hit the ditch, and rolled over a driveway to the other side, and landed right side up in that ditch. He got a trip to the emergency department to make sure there was nothing more than bumps and bruises, and we went home.
I've had a tough time, thinking of the "what if's", and I know I shouldn't torture myself with that. I did that once before when Steven disappeared in a Wal-Mart, and cried on and off for days, worrying about what would have happened if someone had taken him. But I'm doing it now, after looking at that car and all the damage that was done to it. I'm just so very thankful that Steven ALWAYS wears his seatbelt, and he won't even crank the car until everyone inside has theirs buckled, too. I'm thankful no one else was in the car when the accident happened, and I'm thankful that no other vehicles or major property was involved.
I know we have it so lucky, and are so blessed that he was able to walk away from this. I know not all teens do.