Funny--my dad hit the gas in R when he thought he was in Park. He was 89, but He Manned-Up, admitted it. Didn't blame it on our family mechanic we'd known 40 years,
Ran the Olds into neighbor's living room on Christmas Day.Lost his license over it. He'd been driving since he could reach the Model "T" 's pedals, at 8.
This was 1922--he taught me how to scrape "T" bearings, start, and drive one; tickle the coils ,etc.