Hero Moments?

I got a flat tire on the main highway. I heard the wheel bumping over the asphalt, and knew the tire was completely flat. Pulling over to the shoulder, I got out of the car and confirmed that the tire was flat and needed to be replaced. I hauled out the tire-changing tools and got to work, but the shoulder was so narrow that every time I bent down to turn the lug wrench a car came speeding at me. I was risking my life to change a tire. I put away the tools and turned on the engine and drove as fast as I could. A few minutes up the road was the entry to a large factory. The driveway was large, wide and set far enough away from the road for me to change a tire. I pulled in, with smoke rising from my burning flat tire. As I applied the tools, a security guard from the factory took interest. He saw me strain as I tried to loosen the bolts, getting up on the lug wrench push my full weight down. The bolts didn't move. He stepped forward, abandoning the gate he stood, and quickly ...

It was a narrow road. I wanted to avoid the main road with traffic lights. Parked cars lined both sides of the narrow road. I sped up to try and reach the end of the road. Then I saw another car turn onto the road, heading straight towards me. This felt like it would be a battle of wills, who would triumph and who would give in. The car came closer to me. I saw a space between the parked cars on the left side of the road and pulled in, letting the other car pass by. The driver waved and drove on. I continued on my journey down the narrow road. Image Source