Last night I was driving home from my mom’s house when I came up to the intersection at the highway. A small car had just stopped and turned on its hazard lights. I pulled up next to it prepared to ignore the problem. It was a young girl. I succumbed to my good side and rolled down my passenger side window and asked her if she needed help. She said yes.
We were fist at the intersection so I turned right from the left lane and pulled into a corner u-haul parking lot. I walked over behind the car and told her to put it into neutral. After she did that, I barely touched the car and it started rolling. I expected to have a hard time pushing it like I did with my old BMW once many years ago. It moved with little effort and we pushed it around the corner into the same parking lot. I must be really strong.
I asked her if she had someone to call and she said yes and was already dialing. I said OK and went back to my car and came home.