Only car I ever rolled over was a '53 Chevy. No seat belts of course. My brother and I were unhurt. We were pretty young. In fact, too young to have a license. My father was pretty pissed.
What a shame, I'm truely sorry about your car. I know it must be upsetting for you just finishing your dad's first car and it gets smashed up. I'm glad you all walked away from it.