I "found" a set of Knipex Cobras by the side of the road. Well, it's more like I spotted them. I was in stop-and-go traffic, and it was moving just slow enough to see them clearly but just fast enough that I couldn't stop the car to grab them. Cue the sad violin music as I drive slowly past them.
I found an aluminum stepladder, too. It had fallen off a pickup's ladder rack and skidded to the side of the road, luckily out of the way of traffic. The pickup was parked about a mile down the road and the guys inside were (I assume) trying to figure out how to go back and get it. It was rush hour and it would've been quite an adventure, what with all the cars whizzing by at 70+.
I ALMOST found an entire gas grill. I was driving to work one day and a state trooper pulled up even with me and began to swerve left and right. He stopped all four lanes of traffic behind me. I figured there was an accident up ahead so I kept a very careful eye out. After a half mile or so, I came upon a gas grill sitting perfectly upright in one of the two center lanes. It looked like someone had rolled it out there to have a cookout. Must've fallen off the back of a truck or something but I would've expected it to be mangled. From the brief look I got as I went by, it was fine.
The only tools I've actually found and managed to keep (briefly) were a homeowner-grade Stanley flathead screwdriver (which was garbage and which went into the scrap pile), a small Bernz-O-Matic adjustable wrench that I found in under a demolished shed (which was too rusty to rescue even after a vinegar bath and went into the scrap pile), and a small Eagle oiler that I found buried in the dirt and which ended up being full of holes (and went into the scrap pile). My luck for finding tools is not spectacular.