The highway is bad enough when you're in your car, never mind out of it.
Our friend's daughter called us out of gas from a 2-lane highway at about 11 a few Saturdays ago. She was panicked, had no AAA and called us because we're just a couple of miles away. I grabbed the gas can and hooked her up, but that was fucking terrifying. One car came uncomfortably close as soon as I got started. I had the hazards on and all that, but I started thinking about what % of the drivers at that time are buzzed, looking at their phones, or both.
Got out of there as fast as possible and had a generous home-pour of whiskey as soon as I got in. I wouldn't come close to trying to cross the highway, but I'm slightly less confident in my agility than poor Haskins, was I'd bet.