In my life, I have seen two separate Cadilliacs in the dining area of a McDonalds and a Kentucky Fried Chicken restaurant. Then there was the Ford Taurus driven into the lobby of the Post Office (my mother-in-law, at the time 86 years old, the last day she drove a car). In each case, an elderly female driver who pressed the accelerator rather than the break.
This admission, of course, our continuing War on Women.
You go, go, go girl.