20 seconds

People ask me "what's up?" and I usually respond with "another beautiful day."  That's because I like being alive in a world where people will do things like this for each other:

The young motorcyclist survived, amazingly enough, and nobody else was injured.  Just look at the people who jumped into danger to help - construction workers from a nearby job site, students passing by (some foreign students, apparently), other drivers who stopped to help - random people becoming a team of heroes in an instant.


When the slender girl locates the trapped motorcyclist, it only takes these strangers 20 seconds to rescue the victim.  Each of them knew they couldn't lift that car by themselves, knew the fire could spread in a deadly instant, knew each second they spent in the road endangered them, but instead of standing back safely, they acted.  


There was no motion on the floor, no second, no vote.  They each did what was needed, trusting that the others would, too.  It makes me glad to be human.