ASDF - God bless you for being in the right place at the right time.
I'm about to vomit reading this thread though. Brings back some really, really bad memories. I was nearly killed on a motorcycle when I was 14. I know I've shared this before but the condensed version is that I was riding with my dad and we were hit head on by a drunk in a 70's model Lincoln. My entire left leg was crushed. My dad had extensive internal injuries. It took two years of surgery/rehab/casts/braces for me to recover. I spent most of high school on crutches.
Thankfully, we both made a full recovery and shockingly, I have full use of my leg and have never had any problems.
We were only going 20mph and wearing helmets. My dad is the utimate boy scout and has never driven wild. Not even on a big wheel as a kid. Seriously.
What saved my life was someone like you. The guy that hit us kept going. He was on parole, no license, two underage girls and beer in the car. We were in a remote area (national park) and a husband/wife paramedic team just happened to come down the road behind us about 15 minutes later. They stopped and rendered aid and one of them drove to a phone and we were airlifted out. (The drunk turned around and nearly ran over the rescue crew. He was sent back to prison eventually.)
They also knew my dad. God was watching us that day. So, thank you for being a kind soul and doing what you could for that guy.
The tragic postscript to my story is that 10 years later, my brother was driving his motorcycle in a residential area and he too was hit head on and had his right leg almost taken off. Much worse than my injuries believe it or not. They almost took his leg. They never caught the guy who ran into him - he fled.
Needless to say, my mom is over motorcycles. Which is really a shame because our family loves them and we have always taken care to be safe since we are a family of mostly cops and have seen it all.