sh*t was lame and staged, but a similar thing happened with my father, while I was riding with him, there was two chicks that hit the back of his truck, it put a dent on the back but he let it slide like it was nothing.
I told my Uncle about this and he thought that sh*t was dumb of what he did, so the same sh*t happened with my uncle when I was riding with him, yet it was four women. They hit the back and instead of doing what my father did, he immediately started cussing them out and wanted their info. They wanted him to not call the police and tried to flirt with him, but my Uncle said to them, "Sweetie, I'm gay, I don't give a sh*t about y'all". And that's when I discovered my Uncle was homos3xual.
That sh*t blew my mind since nobody ever told me, my Uncle was the type of gays that you wouldn't ever know. He didn't think it was a big deal to tell me or the other family, and he was pretty much right. I still love him and sh*t, it just blew my mind though.