When I was a child I was sitting in the parked car (no keys in the car) waiting for my Mom. She was standing maybe 15 feet from the car. I jumped in the drivers seat pretending to drive. I moved the car into neutral and we rolled down a hill hitting a tree. My friend in the backseat scraped his chin and my mother got the scare of her life.
I certainly don't think she was a bad parent or that I was antisocial. I was a naive foolish little kid. I had no idea I could have hurt anyone or understand the potential danger of my actions. I could have run a person over had they been in path of the car.
