Well, it was a quiet Sunday afternoon. Kids at Karate, maids day off, wife watching TV while I read. Then....Kaboom! Huge crashing sound outside.
I head out and find a new Fortuner has smashed at high speed into my neighbor's wall. Ten foot high wall of reinforced cement that encircles her house/yard.
Father and son crawl out of the wreckage. Battered, but not seriously hurt due to airbags.
Turns out Dad was teaching the kid how to drive. Kid hit the gas by accident (Fortuners pick up speed quickly), panicked and lost control. Dad couldn't get to the wheel fast enough due to seatbelt.
So, one trashed car, and one trashed wall. Car got the worst of it.
Good job, Dad!