At 1:15 AM yesterday morning, my wife and I got the phone call that every parent dreads. My wife picked up the phone and my son said "Mom, we're OK, but we were in an accident". My son and his fiance were one mile from home on an exit ramp from I-405 in Seattle to get on to Hwy 167 to take them into Renton where they live when he saw a car coming at him airborn doing a roll. It hit the pavement right before it his my son's car, thankfully that soaked up some of the impact, and it hit my son's car in the drivers side front quarter panel destroying it and pushing it into the engine. Both air bags deployed. The other car ended up on it's roof. Both cars are totaled. My son and his fiance were bruised and scratched up, but other wise OK. They are getting checked out by the Dr's today. The 18 year old girl driving the other car and her boyfriend had to climb out of the drivers side window. The were also relatively unhurt. Fire fighters and paramedics on the sceen couldn't believe what they saw. The other car crossed probably over 100 yards of ground in the median of the cloverleaf and still had enough momentum to carry them up and over a concrete barrier. They estimate they were traveling at a very high rate of speed. They drew blood from the other driver and passenger at the scene as they expect alcohol was involved. My son's car was a 2008 Nissan Versa. Miracously, the cabin was intact other than the fact that my son couldn't open his door. I thank god Nissan makes a good car. If they had been in my son's fiance's old Ford Aspire, I'm pretty sure they'd both be dead now. Go home and hug or call your kids. You never know if the last time you saw them will be the last.