Mrs Tricky once started her car up without checking it was in gear, it was.
She had actually started it without getting in the car.
Unfortunately the car was parked right in front of the garage
I was inside the house and heard an enormous ferking crash, looked outside to see Mrs T stood at the side of her car (which is now halfway in the garage after doing a pretty good job of completely destroying the garage door) crying.
The car, a Fiat Cinqecento Sporting (nicknamed the biscuit tin because of its suspect build quality) was remarkably undamaged.
The question of who left it in gear in the first place has never been answered
