Had similar experience several years ago. I was driving on I-40 heading to Knoxville from North Carolina and my car's alternator belt blew. I was stranded in the middle of nowhere and this was before cell phones were a thing. I waved to passing truckers to call for help and pretty soon, a cop shows up. We talk for a few minutes and explain that I'm a poor student on my way back to college. He gives me a ride to the next exit to find a repair shop. He talked to them and when he heard what they would charge, he paid for a new belt and we got back in his car and drove back. Side note: this part was great. We were flying down the interstate! We get to talking and tell him my father is a retired policeman. It's getting dark at this point. On the side of the interstate, he busts out his personal toolbox he keeps in his patrol car and fixes my car under the flood lights on his car. Once I'm up and running again, I asked for his info so I could send him some money for the belt and help. He refused and gave me a patch from his department. All he asked was that I mail him one from my father's department in return. Greatest guy ever. I'll never forget that. I wish more people could experience police in this way. Most of them are.
mkam313 on May 8th, 2018 at 22:42 UTC »
Brake light switch. Fairly simple to replace. Even if it doesn't work it's easy to do.
theundeadsteve on May 8th, 2018 at 22:51 UTC »
Was he able to fix it?
shieldss5150 on May 9th, 2018 at 00:15 UTC »
Had similar experience several years ago. I was driving on I-40 heading to Knoxville from North Carolina and my car's alternator belt blew. I was stranded in the middle of nowhere and this was before cell phones were a thing. I waved to passing truckers to call for help and pretty soon, a cop shows up. We talk for a few minutes and explain that I'm a poor student on my way back to college. He gives me a ride to the next exit to find a repair shop. He talked to them and when he heard what they would charge, he paid for a new belt and we got back in his car and drove back. Side note: this part was great. We were flying down the interstate! We get to talking and tell him my father is a retired policeman. It's getting dark at this point. On the side of the interstate, he busts out his personal toolbox he keeps in his patrol car and fixes my car under the flood lights on his car. Once I'm up and running again, I asked for his info so I could send him some money for the belt and help. He refused and gave me a patch from his department. All he asked was that I mail him one from my father's department in return. Greatest guy ever. I'll never forget that. I wish more people could experience police in this way. Most of them are.