So this evening, I worked up the courage to go over there and ask his wife how things turned out yesterday. He was sitting in his recliner, watching the Redskins play, feeling a little sore. He had one fractured rib, and no fractures to his head. Nothing.
Apparently that ditch in his head was swelling from the tissues with a mark from the car.
Amazing, and somehow very anticlimactic. It all could have been so very different. His wife is opening her in-home daycare tomorrow. And life goes on. Wow.