I drove to high school on the deadliest road in my county.
It made a half circle around the city, but about 15 miles out through the suburbs and smaller townships.
The part that went to the school also went by the USAF museum.
It was super twisty 45 MPH 4 lane but there had been so many head ons that they put up a wall down the center and that actually made rear end collisions more likely because you couldn't see around the curves. One day while on the school bus, we saw one of my friend's cars on it's roof. Someone had cut in front of him and he swerved, flipping the car and sliding it partially down an exit ramp.
The part that went the other way was straight and was the prime area for street racing after you got about 5 miles out.
Every year they'd put a totaled car in the front yard of an insurance agency with some kind of safety warning.
I saw a serious wreck on that road at least 6-8 tames a year and saw several people die or lose limbs, one directly in front of the fire/ambulance station. A 69 caprice was way over the speed limit and crossed the raised concrete median into a mid 80's ltd.
The driver of the caprice apparently had his arm out the window, and it was laying in the road. The ltd pushed the caprice partially off it's frame. The ltd's entire front clip was bent up and back and the grille was almost touching the roof. The steering column and the driver were levered through the windshield but the driver came back through and fell out the now open door.
If you went passed the high school and continued almost to the road's end, was Hara Arena, home of a local hockey team.
In 1984, I drove (with my learner's permit and my mom and a friend) to see Judas Priest. (mom drove the car back and my friend's folks picked us up), as we approached the arena, traffic started to back up. A 66 chevy pickup had almost had a head on with a 72 caprice and narrowly avoided it, but a motorcycle behind the truck couldn't stop and slid into the caprice. The motorcyclist's body went through the windshield and the caprice's passenger went out the side window. we passed close enough that I could have touched the passenger's body that was bent backwards and dripping with blood. My mom was utterly terrified. People were pointing to a spot over in a field, and we could see the motorcycle helmet.....with the cyclist's head still inside. This may sound crass, but Priest's opening song-
"Some Heads Are Gonna Roll"