Another trip down memory lane

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I was thinking about the "good old days" when gas was cheaper and I was younger and Austin wasn't as built up... There was a drive I liked to take sometimes, it didn't take us too far out of town, but it did take us out to the lake. By us, I mean my former roommate and I. We are talking the late 1970's. So we drove out along a country road, talking and looking at stuff and we came across a strange sight. There was this small pickup truck wedged on a cliff. Its left front fender was stuck on the side of the road and the right rear fender was wedged on the side of a small cliff. None of its wheels were touching the ground We stopped to see if we could help. They also had another car stop to try and help. They were pushing on the fender trying to get the truck dislodged. Now, I had a few weeks earlier dislocated my breast bone (don't ask) and the former roomie told me to get out of the way so if they did managed to get it loose, it wouldn't get me. To get well and truly out of the way, I climbed up the small cliff - well it wasn't straight up... I asked them HOW they managed to do this to their truck during a break. They told us that they were driving this dirt track that ran along, getting fainter and fainter until they arrived at this drop. It was only about 8 feet, and not straight down, and ended with the road, so rather than trying to back up, they decided to go forward off the drop. So, they started pushing again. I'm sitting there, not doing anything, looking at the truck and how its situated and thinking... I suddenly realize that I KNOW how to get the truck down, and that I could do it myself. I told them to stop, that I would get it down myself - they all looked at me like I'd lost my mind. The former roomie climbed up and wanted to know HOW I was going to do it. So, while the others were taking another rest, I explained what we needed to do. We slipped along the drop until we were sitting just above the rear fender, put our feet on the truck and pushed. It resisted for a moment and then it started sliding. A second later it was sitting on all 4 wheels once again. We kind of slid off after it. The couple who's truck it was were THRILLED. They were all amazed that it was so easy to solve, with just a little thought and some leg power. I was a hero that day, felt good. Have you ever been a hero for a day?