What would YOU do?

I driving home late this afternoon on state hwy. 27, following a
minivan that had been moving MUCH too slowly for the past 17 miles.
All of a sudden, at the intersection with (isweartadog!) Jackpot Ave.,
the minivan's tire hits a wallet (actually, I guess, a woman's "clutch
purse".....nothing that big can qualify as a mere wallet in a forum
dominated by individuals with 6.5 to 15 ft. penises), flinging its
content hither and yon across the tarmac and the gravel shoulders.

Hm.....thinks I.....slamming on the brakes and decreasing the life
expectancy of the driver (and, perhaps, passengers as well.....I
wouldn't know) of the minivan behind me by a not inconsiderable span
of time.

I managed to coast off onto the shoulder without mishap. I spent the
next five minutes chasing bits of paper and plastic (mostly
plastic.....more about which anon) along a hundred yards or so of
highway, dodging first left, and then right, and then left again,
etc., to avoid the crazed rush hour commuters.

At the end of the exercise I held in my hands (and lap.....it was a
considerable jumble) not more credit cards than I have ever owned in
my life, but more credit cards than I have ever SEEN in my
life.....well, in one place anyway, There were also other odd bits of
detritus.....drivers license, work I.D., insurance cards, business
cards.....all the usual flotsam......um.....and some cash.

So, again, what would you do?

giles