<That reminds me of a story with me and my Dad!
I'm 65 now, and we were from the old school. Dad was a
steel worker here in Western Pa.,and you just didn't
do things like that..I went down our driveway, with
my wagon, (Radio Flyer), and hit the garage door!
"You do that again and I'll brake your goddamn neck!
Different time,times change, Dad didn't believe in holding back!
I miss him...by the way, the next day he got 2 old tires from the garage
and layed them down in front of the door, in case I would loose control
My 2 cents