We were exiting my school after hours and Mom's car was closer to the back of the lot because of the busy lot just hours prior.

"I could drive it up here for you," I offered, even though I didn't have my licence.

"No thanks. You'll hit something."

"Mom, there's only like 17 cars in the lot."

"And you'll hit 16 of them."

"Oh, look!" I pointed. "One car just left. Even less obstacles."

"Like I said. You'll hit 16 of them."