One of our dogs always got into the driver's seat when I got out (don't they all?) and wouldn't move when I got in. She sat there with paws on the wheel. I let the brake off (she couldn't release it - no thumbs) and the car rolled forward. She tried to turn the wheel to avoid hitting the garage (I swear) before I put the brake on.
Bit like a pair of pilots on the Vulcan. We swore Wally George sat high on the seat looking out whilst the co was down on the pedals as neither was tall enough to do both
