Of course the convertible top of my MX-5 always stays in place. After all, I'm a woman--I have a hairdo and a complexion.
Years ago, singing while driving, Fio bashed into the garage post. Husband heard the crash and came out immediately. The first words out of his mouth were not "How could you not see a post?" but "Are you hurt?" That's why Fio loves him.
Speaking of Mr. Fio, which is what friend Tracey calls him, he confessed he's been fooling around with that GPS woman again. While Fio was away at her conference, he turned her on (pause for effect) while he was driving Wendy Dog to the Bark Park, then deliberately countered her instructions. What a man!