Glad you are safe.
I believe due to the Raptors performance characteristics they are one of the safest vehicles on the road.
A couple months ago I was traveling with my two little boys, 5 and 7 on the interstate. We were in fairly heavy traffic running about 75mph, the pace of the cars around me. I was in the left lane, with cars behind me and I was following a guy pulling a trailer with a large piece of equipment on it so I didn't have a clear view ahead of me.
All of a sudden the truck and trailer in front of me veered sharply to the right. There was just enough room in the right lane for him to squeeze in between the truck directly beside me and a vehicle up ahead.
When the truck with the trailer swerved I realized I was in trouble. There was an old man literally stopped on the interstate in the left lane. He was trying to cross the median in one of those gravel cut throughs for emergency vehicles. The cut through was pretty muddy so I am guessing he was hesitating before he turned.
It was one of those moments everything flashed before my eyes, including the safety of my boys. I couldn't swerve right because of the truck beside me. There was no way I could stop in time, and if I would have locked up my brakes I am not sure I would be typing this right now.
Fortunately for us it was a grass median, at that moment it was my only choice. I steered toward the median, at the same moment the old man decides he is ready to turn and starts pulling directly into the path of my truck. Keep in mind this is all happening in the fraction of a second, there is very little room in the grassy median, and I am still traveling at a high rate of speed. Due to the old mans entry into my path, I had to get really aggressive on my steering turning more into a swerve and actually punched the throttle to "beat him" to the area where we would have impacted.
I jumped the gravel cross through, missing the old mans right corner of his pick up by.... well actually I didn't miss it. I nicked it with my fender flare leaving a minuet ripple in my right rear flare. The truck landed effortlessly and slid to a stop.
My heart was beating out of my chest, all I could do is look back at my boys to make sure they were ok. After I knew they were good I jumped out to look at the truck. By this time the old man was walking over, nearly in tears and apologizing for his mistake. At least he knew what he did.
After calming my nerves I fired it up and drove another two hours. It wasn't even out of alignment. Other than the nick to my flare the truck was perfect. Pick another production vehicle you could hit a nearly two foot obstacle in (the sides did have a little slope to them thank god) jump it at 60 miles an hour and drive home. My account may not do the incident justice but the Raptor was my boys hero that day... and it certainly was mine.