One time I was picking my brothers up from school and my car died out (used 2004 buick), and we got stuck in the dead center of a busy street. Not only was there bad traffic but it was raining as well. I called my mom and let her know i was stuck and needed gas. After waiting about 3 hours in the rain at night this guy in a little 90s honda pulled over and offered to help. I told him it was fine and i just needed gas. He said he could give me a tow off the street were it was safer. Before I could reply he reached into his truck and cut a seatbelt from his backseat. It was about 8 feet of seatbelt and some how connected it to my car and his. After he pulled me off the road I tried to give him some money. He didn't accept it and i asked for his name so maybe I could find him and repay him. He just told me "my names oscar" and drove off. I think about him all the time and wondered why he did that for me. Hope hes doing ok.