I used to be in a rural volunteer fire department. I lived so close to the hall that I was usually the guy rolling the pumper out. In my experience, by the time the fire started, the F.D. was called, and truck arrived, the car was toast. Carry a fire extinguisher and a 1/2" wrench for the battery cable.
And a readily available 4" buck for
cutting the seatbelt.....
Had a young woman in front of me at
a four way stop. She stopped, then
proceded as one would normally do.
A car from the left failed to stop,
broadsiding the young lady.
After the impact, she was able to
exit her vehicle, but her mother
(at least 80 years old), could not.
I jumped out of my Jeep, and
approached the passenger door.
Thick black smoke was streaming thru
the AC vent directly at the elderly
woman and it was very evident she
was having great difficulty trying
to breath.
Luckily, her door wasn't locked, but
still difficult to open as the impact
had caused the front edge of the door
to overlap the rear edge of the fender.
I yanked the door open and reached
in to undo her seat belt. The smoke
was overwhelming. I fumbled with
the belt latch and it wouldn't release.
Without thinking, I removed the four
inch buck from the sheath hanging on
my belt, cut the seat belt, and helped
the elderly lady exit the car.
The fire departments' truck arrived
about five minutes later.
My reward....being chewed out for
moving a victim before help could
arrive.
The young lady driver sent me a
very gracious 'thank you' letter.