A sad morning on the road to my village

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A head-on collision of two cars  yesterday on the narrow winding road that goes down to our village in the hills.
The 8:24 bus to Jerusalem that I needed didn't come into the moshav so I knew something was wrong and started walking.
After a 20-minute climb up the steep hill I came upon long lines of cars in both the right and left lanes just standing; the drivers had turned off their motors.

The two policemen on the scene must have rounded up several men volunteers.
They were pushing and trying to guide the wrecked car off to the very narrow shoulders while a delivery truck slowly backed up and tried to tow it with some blue strip hooked to the smashed rim.
The metal made a chilling screech being dragged.

After the first car was off to the side, I could see the other one.
Its windshield had the telltale round smashed glass at head height.

But I was glad for the metal barrier; perhaps it saved the cars from going off the road and tumbling down into the deep wadi.

I haven't been able to find out who was hurt and how badly  but I pray for them, there in the nearby hospital.
And I pray that all drivers  will have the sense to realize they are on a mountain road with sharp curves and that they need to slow down enough to be able to stay in their own lane.
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