Late '70s, on a winding paved backroad heading into town, a smaller car coming in the opposite direction lost traction (a light, misty rain had just gone through) and rolled twice in a field before landing upright.
My buddy and I quickly pulled over and ran towards the car to make sure everything was alright.
They drove off before we got to them...
Ya, iirc, it was something like a Datsun or Toyota compact car, which were a lot smaller and fragile than today's compacts.
This is one of those events that you chalk up to pure luck.