I think the one time I felt "lost" and not prepared was last jan 3, 2020. My wife, brother, his wife and kids were on our way to ft myers airport on i75 in the morning. Two cars collided in front of our taxi van, and one flipped into the canal...we pulled over and my brother and I jumped out and ran back to the accident...car under water, upside down, water up to the wheels...we jumped in, got a door open on the passenger side, pitch black water, muck everywhere....since I was a kid I've always carried a pocket knife...but we were flying so I packed in it my suitcase...there were two people in the car, the first guy, driver, had no belt on, so we pulled him out...passenger had a belt, couldn't undo it underwater...I needed to cut the seat belt and did not have my knife, it was a horrible feeling....fortunately other cars stopped and people were up on the side...my brother was yelling for a knife and some guy appeared with one and gave it to my brother...
so we got both out, others help carry them out of the water....they were all cut up, but ok, and we got cut up from the glass....we walked up the embankment, got in the van, got to the airport, and changed into dry clothes in the van...the only dry clothes we had were shorts and tshirts...and we were flying into RI...oh well...never knew who the two guys were, and they never knew us....
all that to say, follow the boy scout motto and be prepared...and don't pack your knife till you have to..