Not as extreme but when I was 18 some guy I had just met at a friend's house needed a ride home. My friend didn't know the guy too awfully well but he seemed nice enough, was offering gas money and his destination wasn't far from where I was going. There was also some other motivations that had me ignore any red flags if there were any. Plus I was a dumb kid.
My girlfriend was with me and I was going to take her back to her house after we dropped the guy off. The plan was for him to go inside ask his friend if he had what I was looking for and come back out to let me know. Where I messed up big time was letting him see the cash in my wallet when he had given me gas money.
He came back out, walked up to my driver side door. I was expecting him to tell me what was up but instead he reached in through the open window to grab me. I was driving a manual transmission and had it in neutral with the ebrake on when he started trying to rob me. He did not have a weapon, so my initial reaction besides fighting him off was to slam the car in reverse and take off. When he saw me doing this he opened my door and pulled my leg off the clutch which killed the car. At this point I gave him all the cash on me hoping he would take off and I could get my girlfriend and I out of there.
It wasn't enough though. He wanted my cards and shit. I was trying to tell him I had nothing of value in there and I was not going to give him my wallet. Of course my girlfriend was screaming from the passenger seat trying to get the guy to stop. At some point I realized this guy was not going to stop until he had my whole wallet. So I just told my gf to run and get help. This wasn't some secluded area either there were houses on all sides within 50 meters. She was hesitant but I yelled for her to run and then held onto the guy so he wouldn't be able to chase her down.
So she takes off while me and the guy are still fighting. I figured her running off would get him to run off too since she was going to call the cops. The struggle continued for a minute or two. Eventually I was able to elbow him and knock him back. I got the door shut, locked and took off backwards with him hanging on to me. When I swung the car around to get lined up with the road it slung him off and he took off back in his friend's house.
I drove like 100m down the road where my gf was with some neighbors and on the phone with the cops. We waited around and they showed up. We told them what happened (excluding the secondary motivation for us being there) and they went to talk to the robber. Apparently the cops were familiar with him and knew something not so innocent was probably transpiring and had went bad.
I was not inebriated at all and had nothing illegal on me. But instead of being the victim they were just looking to find a reason to arrest me too. They found like 2 marijuana seeds in my floorboard and this confirmed to them that I was definitely scum of the earth. So they continued to harass me for a couple of hours, trying to get me to admit to anything basically. I just stuck with my story and my girlfriend's mom showed up to pick her up.
She listened in for a bit and started taking my side. Telling them that her daughter and I were the victims and shouldn't be getting treated like this. Eventually they gave up and I was allowed to leave. The guy that jumped me got taken off but I have no idea what came of it. I never did anything except fill out the initial report. Of course I never got any of my money back or the hat that came off my head during the scuffle, that he was wearing when he came out to talk to the cops.
In regards to the topic; during this fight or flight situation my girlfriend's safety was the main thing on my mind. Since I was unable to get us out of there together by driving off and giving up my money didn't deter him. My next priority was making sure my gf got out of there. If the dude would have just left after getting my money, the cops would have never been involved. I would have just chalked it up as a loss, added it to my street smarts and told the story to others. But since the cops were involved by the time the altercation was over, I stuck around. I hadn't done anything wrong and figured the cops might be able to get my money back or something. In hindsight I wish I would have just left.
tldr; The war on drugs is dumb and cops are assholes.