For the past year or two, I’ve found myself being even more focused on helping others.  It has been a new purpose since trying to become a better man, which have something to do with me joining the Free Masons.

I know I know – free masons = gold, conspiracies and world domination.  In reality, it is not like that.  We don’t have much gold left 🙂

Anyway, one late afternoon while driving the usual route home.  It had just started to rain – a light drizzle from the summer sky.  Nothing heavy like the Great Flood, but still enough to make the roads wet and the air small fresh of water.

Further ahead, I noticed smoke from the trees, and the easy recognisable blinks from a police car.  In fact, it was an unmarked police car, who had just stopped by the smoke.  I slowed down and noticed a car in the ditch.

There were absolutely no evidence on the road what caused this accident, but the front of the car was angrily hugging the tree, and the driver was most likely stuck.  This was a “fresh” accident, and I decided to help.

Like an action man, I jumped into ditch and started to calm the man down.  The police officer was on the radio with emergency team, and we both started to assess the scene.  I ran to the passenger side of the car, and noticed that the smoke was getting darker, and to my horror discovered that flames were visible.

I ran to the police car, took the extinguisher and started to kill the flames methodically.  Thankfully I was able to put it out and we could concentrate on the trapped driver.  He was in a lot of pain, as his legs were stuck.  As a result, the police officer ordered me to force open the back door, behind the driver, and clear the seat so medical team could get him out.  The door was bent shut, but I had my orders.

A surge of hulk power came over me and I ripped the door open.  Just in time for the arrival of the first ambulance, who thanked me.

A few minutes later, EMT, police and fire teams arrived. It was time for me to hand it over to the professionals, the awesome first responders, and they kicked into routine mode.  At that point, I decided to leave it to the pros, and I checked out.

As I sat in my car, I felt a sense of pride.  I helped save a man’s life.  I faced danger and didn’t mind.  I helped strangers.  It felt damn good.