That hideous crunching and air-light sensation was all the warning that Tony had as the suit activated immediately to protect him from harm. As such, when the truck came to a sliding stop, he breathed, shook the cobwebs from his head and said, "Well... could be a whole lot worse."

The helmet retracted, nanotech rolling back as he unbuckled himself. "Kid you okay? You're not wearing the suit. Can you get out? Ah geez, I need to cut my leg out, one sec."

Wiggling his leg free after cutting it with a polarized beam of energy, he got out to see a worried group of citizens as Tony exclaimed, "We're good! We're fine! Just a little wreck, nothing to worry about! Kid, c'mon, don't worry, it's a junkheap anyway, you still with me? Out of the car, there you go."