I was driving through town recently. I passed a high school and glanced down an alley behind the school. I saw this little kid getting ganged up on by these three bigger guys. It was getting bloody.
I pulled over immediately and grabbed a switchblade and brass knuckles from my glove compartment and a bat from the backseat and jumped out and raced to the fight.
I handed each of the weapons to the three guys. I just felt like watching, and they could help the guys get the job done a lot better.