Hey, that happened here several years ago. An old lady, about my age now, hit the accelerator instead of the brake racing into a parking spot in front of a big glass store window and made it 3 car lengths in before stopping. I was about 30 feet away when it happened. No one was hurt. It scared the you know what out of me.
Hahaha Beth! I always told kids in elementary school my name was Fay with an e. No one could say Fae the right way and Faetta (my BC name) seemed a bit dated even back then. Surprisingly they didn't spell it Eay, eh?
No, no, no! That's the filler cap for the gas tank. It is NOT an ashtray. Spiritis sanctum corporatus.