Here are pics of the right side, showing how far he caved it in.
The side window glass blew all over the inside, showering Anna and scaring her. She didn't know about safety glass and was afraid she'd be cut by it.
The guy hit us so hard we slid sideways across the road, up over the curb (blowing the left rear tire) and broke off a fire hydrant. The hydrant hit right on the driver's door, punched three holes in it and shattered the window, covering me with glass too.
The bucket seats were normally over a foot apart. Now they're touching. The car is shaped like an hour-glass. Sort of a Gibson Girl waistline.
And, as you could guess, the guy's insurance company refused to give me what the car was worth. Traveler's Insurance. Ripped me off. Don't do business with them unless you need them some day to rip off somebody you hit.