Back in the 60s, when I was still in high school, I got right hooked. In those days cars had big handles with a push button on them. I was able to grab the handle and got dragged around the corner with the driver's kid's face up against the glass of the passenger door yelling, "MOMMMMM!" A modern car would have knocked me down, maybe under the rear wheel. I gave her my best dirty look and rode away knowing that her kid would tell the whole family and she wouldn't zone out next time she saw a biker in her way.