I'm a forgetful soul at times.
I'll forget about the restrictions on liquids, and merrrily set off for work with bottles of juice and tins of soup in the passenger footwell.
On my way to work I seem to accelerate in such a fashion that all these items sort of roll under the passenger seat.
When I get to security I forget that I'd put the things there in the first place, and consequently don't mention them.
On arriving in the car park at work, I seem to brake in such a fashion that everything rolls back into the footwell.
Signed anyway.