Yes, I stop, make cell phone calls, etc.

I can't be of much more use than that at an accident scene, although I've picked up more than a few basic skills from long term hanging out with EMTs. While i was in high school, college and for a good few years after I probably made a lot more calls than most active members of a local vollie squad ... my best friend was an EMT and he would respond to the scene rather than the station, then it was my job to drive his car to the hospital.

S_S, at least you owned one of the cheaply made cars that pretty much disassembles itself on impact. Probably saved your life by transferring a lot of that energy through the frame of the vehicle rather than through you.

I'm aware that some of the Australian road accidents can be quite nasty. I've seen video footage of the Clybucca bus accident ... I know they're not all like that, but it makes the point that there are long lonely stretches of highway to traverse.

Glad, though, that you're well, and hope you get a car you like.

      So Wolf, when you stop to help someone, do you make sure your gun is in your hand? Just wondering as several of us were specific to age and gender of who we are most likely to help.

Thats it! im moving to America where there is compassion, helping hands and love for all!! :)

i have a pic of the accident on my computer but the celler notified me it too large to post. ill fiddle and try to make it smaller, not sure how to though. :confused:

      Just remember, move to the south. Away from major cities too. That's where us decent folk live. You get into big cities you get people like Sycamore that victimize gentle folk like Dave.

Holstered, unless there's an obvious threat, just like always. However, at night the 6 D-Cell Maglite is in the left hand ...

On the other hand, if you move too far south, you'll be forced to forfiet at least 3 front teeth, and you'll have to marry a relative. We are fiercely loyal up here in Philly, and will always take care of our own.....so, whit....don't mess with sycamore or I'll come wax that pelt off of your chest!:D

For those not familiar with living up North, "fiercely loyal" should be translated to "belligerent towards out-of-towners".

      Jim, Syc and I are good. Actually after I posted that I thought it might be a little early for that kind of crack, but I decided it was posted already and I hate it when people delete shtuff. If Syc wants an apology I'd give it but I doubt it'll be called for.
      By the by, the stuff about the relatives and teeth are myths. We perpetuate them to keep you damn yanks from moving down here, that's what keeps our part of the country nice.
      Oh yeah, and if so much as try to touch my 'pelt' my daughter will so kick your ass.

Awww Whit, you flatter me.

Wednesday night, I got off the commuter train at my stop, and was walking back to my car. As I get near my car, a young lady steps out of another car and says, "Excuse me, sir, can I ask you for a favor?"

"Depends," I say.

She was having some car trouble, and wanted to know if I could push her car in an attempt to pop start it. So, I gave it a try...no success. The parking lot shuttle driver stopped a minute later to help push...still no success. After a few more tries, we pushed her car into a parking spot...I asked her if she needed to make a phone call, but fortunately she had a cell phone with her. It was cold that night too...about 25 degrees at 9pm with a gusty wind. And at that time of night, there's almost no one at the station...usually just the shuttle driver and a security guard or police officer.

I kinda felt bad, b/c I was rather cynical in my approach. I mean, I had every right to be cautious...parking lot in the middle of nowhere, not many people around, it's dark out...but I just felt that I could have handled it better. Maybe it's because I still don't feel "familiar" with Philadelphia folks...or because I don't trust them. Had this happened back in St. Louis, I don't think I would have hesitated to help.

I think it would depend on the situation too. For example, I saw a guy mugged when I lived in Washington, DC...I wasn't able to really stop at the time, so I called 911 on my cell phone. Had I seen Sun Sparkz, I may have been wary, but if there were enough people around, I would hope that I would have stopped and helped.

this morning on my way in to work, i stopped and helped push a mitsubishi that had gotten stuck in a snow bank.....

while pushing, i slipped and "kissed" the corner of the hood of the car. split my lip pretty good, and tasted blood for most of the ride in......oh, well.......

Karma...... Right! :rolleyes:

Now now Sun...sometimes, bad things do happen to good people.

(Jimbo though...definitely karma...he's such an asshole. :) )

well....i did omit the part where i raped and killed the peolple in the car.......didn't seem relevant

Well, hey...I mean, you DID split your lip helping them with their car.

this is probably dogma from that time i didn't help
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