Some heroes get medals. Some get interviews. Clifton Roberts got neither. Lost on the edge of Jurupa Valley with a dead phone and a half tank of gas, he stumbled onto a hillside inferno racing toward a row of suburban homes. What happened next was witnessed by almost no one, documented by no cameras, and forgotten before the smoke had cleared. Just another strange story from the places between the freeways... where the weird isn't always supernatural, and sometimes courage burns brighter than the fire.