My parents got me a 2001 Range Rover 4.6 HSE as soon as i turned 18 as my first car. At first, as any teenagers, i wanted a sports car, but they insisted not to and i honestly wanted a car so bad that i persuaded myself to accept what i got. I did drive before i got my first car just not so frequently. So anyways, i grew to love it, the interior, seats, spaciousness, hydraulics, off road ability, power and whatever, it all seemed perfect to me. It wasn't the best looking car around but I loved it. Two days ago, on my way to work (internship; hospitality student), I was doing about a 100km on the highway when suddenly a Kia Piccanto breaked heavily just in front of me on such short notice that even if i did, i would've probably completely destroyed it and killed its passenger so i immediately steered to the right (i was on the left lane) and so the car lost control and started drifting to the right of the highway, I then steered left and shifted to gear 2 but the car was still out of control thus hitting the wall intersecting the section i was on from the oncoming section, climbed onto it, flipped, and dragged about 10m along the highway before coming to a stop. The seat airbags deployed as the front windows shattered. I then unbuckled my seat-belt and got out of the car completely untouched but was utterly devastated at the condition i saw it in. I even went to the hospital and got checked up (xrays, tests....) but the doctors said that i was completely okay. It's beyond repair right now and I'm getting a brand new one in like a month or so. I owe Range Rovers my life