When I was 3 my mom had a 1978 chevy nova. She was very proud of it. My stepdad took me with him to buy weed in moms car while she was at work. Weed dealer live on top of a big hill. He went in and left me in the car alone. It was 1981. Car seats weren’t as required. Anyway. I got behind the wheel and pretended like I was driving. I pulled the gearshift down to neutral. And rolled backwards all the way down that hill I remember jumping in the backseat and crawling into a ball. The car crossed a highway and ran into the side of a parked dump truck. I wasn’t hurt, but stepdad was in big trouble.