I have had many experiences of the opposite of road rage.
Call it "Road Kindness."
Some good folks in Montana saved my butt, by pulling up next to me and yelling out the window, "TRAILER!!" And honking their horn. I pulled over and found that the front U bolt, to the boat I was towing, had pulled completely out and only the two back straps were holding the boat, which had gotten loose and the boat was falling off the trailer.
Back during the CB days, I use to drive X-country allot. And not with a lot of money as a starving college student. Sometimes I figured I could make it just picking up hitch-hitchers and ask for a few bucks for gas. Two dollars or three dollars went a long way then. But I knew given my MPG I wasn't going to make it on the gas I had, unless I could draft a truck. So I'd CB the truck ahead of me, and explain the situation, and that I would be very careful, always in view and keep all the other bugs off their tail. Every trucker agreed this was a win-win. And somehow I got 30 MPG out of a 69 Chevy Malibu, V8, on highway driving.
Driving back one day after work, the car blew out a heater hose. I had some Duck tape, and knew where a local stream was to re-water. I pulled over there, and proceeded with a fix to get me home. Three cars pulled over offering assistance. And one said, here's my gallon of drinking water, for me to use, free, to get home, they had just bought.
There are some passes in Oregon on the I-5, and I wondered why are there these milk jugs filled with water on the side of the road just before the crest of the pass. I understand that now that these were good meaning persons that, put those there, just wanting to make your bad day a bit easier if you over heated.
I try what I can to get back to this sort of America, when we cared for each other.
