While traveling to the Detroit Auto Show, I alternately switched places with a young man driving a well kept Buick Riviera from the late 80’s. After a while, he sped ahead and was lost to sight. But twenty minutes later, I saw him pulled over with his emergency lights flashing. So, I quickly pulled over to see if he needed help. But before I could back up to his car, he flashed his lights, put on his turn signal, and got back on the highway. I never did figure out what he was doing, but he smiled as he passed us … once again. We met for the last time at the tool booth. He took a while and seemed to be talking with the cashier a bit longer than was to be expected. But he finally pulled away. Then when I pulled up, the lady refused to take my payment. She said, “The man ahead of you payed your toll. He really appreciated the fact that you pulled over to help him.”
That was the best thing that happened all day. It kinda made me want to do it more often.