"911, what's your emergency?" responded the operator when I called it in on my land line.
You're a good person and he's a lucky guy.
True story. My brother and his buddy were out in my mom's Buick Skylark one evening. They were on a hill in the middle of town, going down one of the roads the came down from the top. Some of these roads went all the way down, some didn't. He thought he was on one that went all the way. He wasn't.
So, 75MPH, heavy car, moist road, dark and a 90 degree left appears. Brakes don't do anything and trying to steer through the turn ain't happening either. Car hits the edge of the road and rolls about 6 times, coming to rest upside down with the back end on the ground and the front propped up by a boulder the size of a house.
Luckily they were OK. That Buick protected them well, at the expense of it's own life. They get out and quickly, first thing is toss the beer down the hill. They just came roaring down the hill, engine revving, tires squealing from the brakes and the rolled the damn car 6 times. Somebody's calling the cops, right? I mean it's 8 PM and they're 50 yards from 3 houses with lights on. Better get the stories straight. "I swerved to miss a deer!" Meanwhile they're waiting for someone to come.
Finally, after waiting for 30-45 minutes, my brother knocks on one of the doors and asks to use their phone to call a wrecker. Nobody had called it in. The people whose phone he used hadn't even looked outside to see what had happened. If they had been seriously hurt, or trapped in the car, things might have been much worse.