You're right, he should have stayed in the car until rescue showed up, however, the car couldn't be shut off. The key wouldn't turn so one of the guys there made a pretty compelling argument about carbon monoxide and fire hazard. About that time, the kid came to a little bit and started flailing around trying to to get out. A nurse had shown up and she said "Get him out". So me and another guy ripped the door off (no incredible hulk task, it was probably about 85% ripped off from the flipping over anyway) and pulled him out where he then collapsed in the dirt and was going in and out of consciousness. He had big gash on his arm that's going to need a goo-gob of stiches, a chunk of meat out of his side (don't know what did that), and was bleeding from his nose, mouth, head, and little cuts all over. He had a bruise on his arm/chest/shoulder that came up so fast and was so purple I'll be really shocked if he didn't tear his pec. When he was conscious, he said his legs hurt the worst, so I don't know what was going on there because other than little cuts, I didn't see any holes. They were under the dash though so I suppose he could have closed breaks. Of course, he didn't even know what his own name was, so he's also got an obvious head injury that is who-knows-how-severe. I left shortly after the ambulance got there. I felt really helpless without an aid bag or anything. I haven't seen anyone that messed up since I was a soldier, and I've been a civilian a long time. That includes a three car, one semi truck accident I was in a few years ago.
The driver ended up in the back seat somehow. He was a skinny fuck, but I went out and looked at my car and there ain't a whole lot of room between the headrest and the roof. I don't know how the hell he squeezed through there at 70 miles an hour. Other than a goose egg on his head about half the size of my fist, he said he was fine. I bet he's feeling it now though.
My eldest is getting her license in a couple of months. This has just basically scared the shit out of me.