Twenty-five years ago, I was pulling my car into our garage. The entrance to the garage had a slight slope to it. Halfway into the garage,I put the car into park, so I could move the lawnmower. When I turned back to get into the car, I realized that the car was rolling out of the garage and backward down the driveway! Apparently my old car had slipped out of gear.
I chased after the car, trying to get back into it! I had to stop it before it rolled into the street. I noticed a neighbor, who was a fireman, standing and watching the whole fiasco. The car continued to roll...out into the street, and across into our neighbour, Ed's yard. It finally came to a stop, after rolling through his split-rail fence and destroying it! I was mortified!
As I was getting into my car, The fireman asked if he could help. I politely told him, "No. I can handle it from here!" I was shocked that he watched the whole thing.
I parked my car in the garage and immediately went to talk to Ed, the owner of the now demolished fence. I offered to pay for a new fence, telling him that I was so sorry and mortified by what had happened.
Ed burst into laughter, telling me he hated that fence. He now would be able to replace it with bushes. His wife had fought him for years on the fence vs. bushes issue and now he would get his way. I offered to pay for the bushes, but he would not allow it, thanking me for the "favour".