That is, if you are lucky enough to survive the mob that gathers within 30 seconds to deliver 'justice' on the spot...
First time my boss handed me the keys to drive the company car I was told in no uncertain terms that if I have an accident I Must. Not. Ever. Stop. But instead drive on and go to the nearest police station. And if I ever - godforbid - run over a child or injure anyone to immediately call them, rush to their house, have my passport in hand, they'd have my airline tickets ready. After three years I can see his point.