I saw a car blocking my driveway late at night. It had its hazard lights on and its front passenger-side tire was twisted at a nasty angle. I'm guessing that it had a broken tie rod.
What a bummer for the owner. I am glad that the car was gone by the time I woke up in the morning, though. I would have hated to be blocked in. (Remind me to rant sometime about the jackass who blocked the driveway of the apartment building that I used to live in.)
I am also glad that this person didn't knock on my door and ask for help. I would have been willing to help, as I would not turn away someone in distress. However, I was also tired and had a lot of things to do.