Highway work and Bad Vibes

I'll post the pictures and then my comments, and say why I have a bad feeling. And yes, I gather they're not finished yet, but what the end product will be, I don't know:

The first 2 pictures show where they have "edged out' the driveway. I expect they may pave over this section. maybe even before winter.

Pics # 3&4 show the "fill" they laid down after the road was paved and marked with center and side striping. It appears finer until the approach to our front lawn, mailbox area. Is that permanent or is it to be covered over or squashed down? Pics#5 & 6 The fill or whatever alongside the edge of the road consists of broken pieces of blacktop and some ROCKS. And they spill off onto the lawn or grassy area. . To me the raised highway and the the stuff piled alongside seem like a problematic situation. If a car were to pull off roadside, there would have been a drop, for sure, but will the graduated side of the road serve to pull a car down and in, maybe even cause a rollover. I'm waiting to see the final product.

A long time ago, but still in my memory, I recall one day hearing a disturbance outside my house. I opened the door to see a surreal scene; a  number of  people wailing and walking all around our lawn on the village side. They appeared to be surrounding an overturned car, a convertible no less. In the time before cell phones, we brought them into our house, a woman and several children, including a few really young ones. They sat on our couch while we called for help, and some were slightly bleeding onto our couch. I went to call for help. I think then we had to call the number of the Rescue Squad, in the time before 9-1-1. I tried to dial the number from our green wall phone, but I was too nervous to do so. The driver, mother of all the kids, took the phone and made the call. The ambulance came, and fortunately, no serious injuries. The woman, Mrs. Badger, told me her car was making a noise and she stopped at a garage in Johnsonville where they taped or tied some rod or other up, but  approaching our house, the rod loosened and was dragging. She pulled over by the lawn on the side toward the village. The broken rod stuck in the soft ground and catapulted the convertible completely over, landing on its roof, or where the roof would be. The kids were all thrown out, no doubt in shock, scattered around, and so were wandering and crying.

  When I look at the "elevated blacktop road," edged by an expanse of soft gravel-ly like filling, it seems like a car driving onto it could slide down the incline and also flip over. I hope not.