Sure...picked up hitchhikers. Even hid an illegal Mexican for the night so he wouldn't get caught.
Got some good long rides from trucks as a youth too.

And there was this one time, I was hitchhiking...and this trucker picked me up. He was a farm boy from Iowa. Suspenders, the whole bit. I was carrying some weed...and we got to talking, turns out he smoked. so, I gave him a joint. In return, he offered to give me a ride into town off of the highway. By then he was stoned out of his gourd. I didn't know the town all that well...and when we came to that low bridge, I felt kind of bad leaving him here like that with his jaw hanging open...engine idling. But, whatcha gonna do?
You seem like the adventurous type. Live life to it's fullest. Just don't get killed doing it, okay?

Ever read that book called "on the road" by Jack Kerouac?
How about "The electric kool-aid acid test" by Tom Wolfe?

Now there's some adventure for you.

Have fun...be careful. Ah fuck it...what am I saying? You ain't gonna be careful...