Two inches lower and I would have had a 55mph glass covered 22# Turkey in my face with glass in my eyes.
I looked down and was bleeding from both arms. After, when we cleaned up, I washed my arms several times but always found more bits of glass.
I couldn't move until I removed all the glass from my lap, the seat between my legs and on the sides or I would have been cut to shreds.
This is how we drove the last 40 miles home. Wanted to make it before dark. With the wind blast from each oncoming vehicle, bits of glass would fall on the dashboard.
At least WE did better than SHE did. So Sad. The other Turkey missed us but was in the woods calling for his partner... so sad.
Actually, I thought this was kind of pretty...artwork by nature???
. . The Insurance Co replaced the windshield the next day;