POLICE OFFICER: OK, just fell me in your own words what happened, Mr Philips DRIVER: I'll do my best, but it's all a bit of a blur. POLICE OFFICER: Tell me as much as you can. It was about midnight, wasn't it? DRIVER: I'd say it was nearer one o'clock. We were coming home from a holiday in Germany. We'd spent all day travelling, so I suppose we were pretty tired. POLICE OFFICER: How far were you from home? DRIVER: About half an hour. We were travelling fairly fast - the roads were empty and we were just looking forward to going to bed. POLICE OFFICER: What's the first thing that happened? DRIVER: We were driving under a bridge when there was a crash of breaking glass and something hit my left arm. I managed to keep my right hand on the steering wheel but I didn't have much control over the car. Before I knew what was happening, we'd left the road and were heading for a clump of trees. I was sure we'd had it. POLICE OFFICER: What's the next thing you remember? DRIVER: Well, everything happened so quickly. I remember waking up on the grass verge with people looking down at me. POLICE OFFICER: And when did you realise what had actually happened? DRIVER: When one of the paramedics showed me the stone that had come through the windscreen.