I made a u-turn. I believe that it is the ultimate indignity to leave one's mortal remains in the street to be repeatedly struck until they are ground into the asphalt, a greasy spot in the road. Keep in mind I also believe that risking one's life to move the carcass is not bright either. But it was near mid-night, and the road all but abandoned. I have clear visibility in both directions and a good flash light.
I pulled him out of the road and back into the bushes. I apologized and wished him well on his next journey.
As I walked back to my car, I noticed that two cars had also pulled over and the driver of one was coming my direction. I shouted that I was okay. He nodded and went back to his car.
I got back in Gen, put on my seatbelt and pulled back onto the road. Only when I started moving again did the other two cars pull out and head off to where ever they were going.
I do bash the human race sometimes, overall disappointed in its general vapid, self absorbed, and malice filled nature, but every once in a while, someone will throw me a curve.
I doubt they cared for the opossum, they die by the gillions on that road but they stopped for me. To see if I was alright. Maybe because I had a cool car, but they still took a moment to check.
On a stranger.
To render assistance, give aid, to help a stranger on a dark, lonely road.