[GH85Carrera]

About 5 years ago a guy walking with great difficulty and using a cane asked me for a ride as I was getting into my car. He just wanted to go a mile to a church where they were have some event to help disabled people. I just could not tell the guy no so I took him the mile or so in the general direction I was going. Sure enough at the church was the beginning of some big event. He was very appreciative.

The only other time I picked up a hitcher was back in the mid 1970s. I saw a car broken down on the side of the road This was the days before cell phone were even dreamed of. The man (the dad I presume) was looking at the engine. I stopped to see if I could help and the fan belt was shredded. He was stuck. It was two miles to the next exit. I was driving my 914 so it was just one passenger going with me. I took him to the closest gas station and helped him find a tow truck. I am sure his wife and kids were terrified but the tow truck headed out quickly.

I never hitched a ride from strangers. My dad made me buy my own car if I wanted to drive and I had made the down payment on it by the time I was 16.