Mt uncle told me about driving on a fairly empty stretch of road, where there was one house with not much else around. There was a washing machine box in his lane right in front of the house. His first thought was that it wouldn't hurt the old truck. At the last moment he decided since there was no other traffic in sight, he'd go around. As he passed, he glanced and saw a small boy playing in the box. He stopped, and walked him to the house. Needless to say that mom was very upset, but happy at the same time.