retiredTxfeeder
cap'n crunch
We had an old Chevrolet, I'm thinking it was about a '59. They didn't even need keys to start them. My father left a watering hole down the street from our house once and got into his car (he thought) drove it home and when he got home, he realized it wasn't his car. He drove it back to where he got it, parked it and got in his car and drove it home.