Driving across country with the 19 year old daughter of a person I was dating at the time, in a Saab with a non-functioning speedometer, from CA to Massachusetts, circa 80s, with a good stash of pot and even some blotter acid. Lots of adventures along the way, but this is the one I want to share.
We were on a back road somewhere in a very remote and hilly part of Oklahoma when coming down a steep hill, the engine just died, just stopped working, dead, gone. I coasted us to the side of the road. It was a warm, sunny day, beautiful blue sky, we were a bit stoned to be honest. We lifted the hood, checked out all the connections, couldn't find anything. No cell phones, about 60 miles from the nearest town. So, we left the hood up, and lay down on the grassy knoll next to the car, and just chilled out, actually laughing about, WTF?
After about a half hour or so, a big ole American car came cruising down the hill, and stopped, and a guy with a very big accent asked, what seems to be the trouble? We told him, the Saab just stopped (this was way before Saabs were popular in the US), and he asked if he could take a look. Of course, sure.
Within seconds, he said, I think it's the condenser. I said, what is a condenser? He said, a fuse. I asked, well, how far do we need to go to find one? He said, I might have one in my car. A condenser for a foreign made car?
He walked back to his car, came back with a condenser still inside the box, popped it into my car and said, start it up, which I did. My Saab started right back up! My friend and I were so flabbergasted, we were speechless! I asked him, what do I owe you and he said, nothing, only a 45 cent part, got back in his car and drove off, and my friend and I looked at each other and hummed the theme song to the Twilight Zone as he was driving off.
Don't think for a minute if you believe, and can hold on and not panic, that some kind of weird angels will appear. Has happened to me more than once. I'm writing this just to remind myself!