It was a 11 years back and I was listening to the scanner in my truck. There were vehicles trapped out in the country because we had just gotten 15 inches of snow.
I was running a 1989 three-quarter ton Suburban with a 9-inch lift around 39 inch tall tires with a WESTERN 7.5 foot blade on it with the brackets altered so I could still use it as a plow truck for a business. Anyway, these people needed to be rescued because they were stranded on a county road by some tracks that had drifted shut. The cops couldn't get to them, with the vehicles, so the only way they could get to them was a mile-long walk.
Fortunately, I was able to actually plow down the road and plow around their vehicle and get it back on the road. Then I pulled their vehicle out and down the road to where they could get to the police. It was probably about 10 degrees outside. We didn't know how much time they had because they were in the vehicle they didn't know how much fuel was left. They were on empty and they didn't know how long it would last.
We didn't know if they could last a couple of hours to wait for everybody to get to them, so I took it upon myself to be an upstanding citizen and try to help someone. So I plowed through snow that was over my lifted truck's hood and got them to safety.
I look back now and would risk it again because there was a toddler in vehicle. Now I have kids of my own and I understand why these people were scared and praying for someone to help. At this time, my wife and I were trying to get pregnant for the past five years, and now we have a 10 year-old daughter and 7-year-old son.