Back in my younger days, when I worked at the gas station, there was a Kentucky Fried Chicken store right next to the station. One day I was at the pump filling a customer's car when a 64 Ford that was parked at the KFC come idling past the pump. There was a dog, standing on the seat with both from paws on the steering wheel driving the old Ford. No one else was in the car. It entered the street west bound and traveled across 3 lanes of the 4 lane road. Coming from the other direction was another car. That guy was honking the horn, and swerved into his right lane just about the time the Ford got there. The two cars hit head on at about 5 mph. The dog had abandoned his position when the other guy started honking. Had the guy come to a complete stop, the Ford would have probably went past him and stopped at the curb.
About the time the two cars crashed, the hippy came out of KFC and went running towards the crashed cars. No one was hurt, but the guy that was driving the car was pretty upset. He was really chewing the hippy out. The whole thing was actually pretty funny, and of course by that time, there was quite an audience.
All I remember hearing the hippy say was "Calm down man, it ain't my fault, it ain't even my dog."
The guy went nuts, "Then why is the damned dog in your car? And why did you leave him in there alone?"
The hippy calmly stated "The dog belongs to my friend, and I just stopped to get some chicken, man."
Then the Police showed up and the show was over.
Gotta watch those dogs, they don't seem to be very good drivers.