Condor-eyed

Hurrying up the hill to the train yesterday I heard a car hoot at me. I turned - a friend offering a lift? - to see a car stopped in the street, the driver's hand pointing urgently behind me. I turned back to see that my new warm fully-lined woolly hat had fallen from my bag... I walked back and picked it up while the driver proceeded on his way.
I was and am impressed by the combination of immensely wide-ranging visual attention and unusual public spirit.