D'oh! A new first...

A few years ago I came home from work and noticed that my wife's car wasn't
in the driveway as normal. I simply assumed that she wasn't home yet, but
after entering the house and finding her there, I naturally asked where the
car was. "In the driveway" I was told but then corrected her that no it
really wasn't. Hmm.... where's the car?! We instantly thought that someone
had stole it as we always leave the keys in it, but living in the country a
1/4 mile off the road, never worry about it.

So we both tear out the door and look at the spot that the car normally sits
(as if it should magically appear)... nope no car. We look around the yard
(as if the kids had taken it to play with in the sandbox)... no car. So I
start walking down the driveway and finally spot it.... buried deep in the
underbrush of the little oak woods that our driveway dissects on it's way up
the hill to our garage. The car had backed "itself" down the center of the
driveway until it came to the ONLY spot without a 10" or larger oak tree,
then turned 90 degrees and continued into the chest high weeds, brush, and
undergrowth. Nearly completely hidden from view. Considering the steepness
of our driveway, we were extremely lucky. If it had hit just a single tree
on it's driverless adventure, it would have most likely suffered severe
damage.

It escaped with only a few scratches and I escaped with only having to spend
a couple hours re-adjusting the parking brake.

Don't feel bad Jay... someday I'll tell you about the time that I left my
car running as I ran into the store in our one store/horse town.... it was
gone when I came out...

Jim