The wonders of email brought this heartwarming tale to Gawker HQ:
I was biking on 14th near 8th last night when some dude riding shotgun in a black sedan leans out his window and yells something I can't hear as the car passes by. When I catch up at the light he's all, "Be careful, your back reflector isn't working properly," and I'm all, "Thank you... Tim Robbins." As it turns out the reflector's just gone (I had no idea!) so I'm getting a new one today. Tim Robbins may have saved my life.
Sadly, it's likely Robbins' most effective bout of activism in years.