Before my dad passed away in 2011. I took him to va hospital every few months. One time, I got on highway, and. After few minutes. My dad asks me, Where the hell are you going ??? !! We we're going in wrong direction to the hospital. I told him I was in habit of going to my old job this way. So got off ramp, and hurried up to va hospital.
My cousin, who I have no contact with since 1990s. He let me and my dad in 1990s use his car for driving test. When both me and my dad got in car. The seat belt was broken and driver seat was unstable. My dad told me, this junk car won't pass. He was right, week later, it didn't pass.
Back around 2002. My dad and sibling, went to motorcycle school. Last day. My dad took a motorcycle for short ride. It looked like he almost got on side Walk, and was headed for the highway. He regained control, and came back to the group, and instructor. They were laughing so hard, they almost had tears in their eyes.
Peace.