About a guy from Volvo (help on the road)

This happened at the end of January 2011. I had a toy store.

One of my salesmen got married in a neighboring town, but continued to work for me. She and her husband bought a cottage, which she used to drive to work and back.

In the winter morning she went to work. Stir on two stripes through Vinogradovskaya pit for the fur, without risking, and not wanting to go past. When suddenly, a car that had surpassed her — she did not remember what — sharply fitted between her and the fur. This girl reflexively pressed the brake, the machine began to cuddle, caught the side, and flew off, curling, from the road to the right, and stood on the wheels.

She was attached, her pillows worked - she was not injured.

Her car has left.
Only the back door remained intact.

She walked away, got out of the car.

On the side stopped Volvo, from which she met the driver - a young man.
And this is what happened for which I am writing this text.

The action of this guy:
How do you feel?
Is something hurt?
Move your hands.
Raise your head. Do you feel pain anywhere? The stomach, the rib?
Is there someone else in the car?
Maybe an animal, a dog, a cat?
Go back into the car, take your bag, phone, all the documents. Check out the barbecue - there may be something needed there.
- Let's go into my car, so that I don't freeze in vain - call GAI, and somebody close to you - husband or father - who will help.

Her phone was broken. I only remember my mom’s number. From the phone of this guy called her mother, and already her mother called the store, telling her that the daughter will not go to work today.

Her husband was at work in Moscow and without a car. My father is also working in another city.
I went straight to her.

She moved from Volvo into my car, and the guy left immediately. We did not thank him.
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She then told me about these questions while waiting for the GAI, and then the evacuator.

I have never used it, and God do not give it. But if something happens, I will do the same: “How do you feel? Something is hurt? Is there someone else in the car? The animals? Take your phone, your bag, your documents, your money. Check the mess!“”

Thank you, you guys from Volvo!
You have good karma.

PS is
I just wrote this text, describing the events as I remember. It was like Wolverine had that guy.
I sent her for agreement.
She replied, “I think the car was Ford. The one who helped me. But maybe I am wrong. I asked where my glasses were. Do I have glasses on my face? They have to be found...”
Well, Ford or Volvo, it doesn’t matter to me. Per by the photos that guy will remember how he helped a man on the road, and he will be pleased that his help is memorable and valuable.

I will add photos later in the comments.