Now see, this is why I am glad my vehicle has dog proof controls. (okay, child proof but......you get my point) I can flick a switch so that no one can control the windows but the driver.
Okay, so who has gotten locked out by the dog.......yikes.
Okay, so 1much, that happened to me ON THE WAY TO COLLEGE. Everything packed in the back seat off to school four hours from home. My mother was driving.
Smoldered and burnt up a whole bunch of my clothes, lit the suitcase on fire. I was smoking in the car as a nasty statement of independence against my long-suffering mother - man, was I a little piece of work.
My teenagers are so much nicer. I honestly don't understand it.