We were out for a drive the other day and had to go through a toll booth. Ted said to me “Do you have coins,” and I got a 2 euro coin and gave it to him, and he turned and threw it toward the coin basket.
Only he smacked his hand on the closed window and the coin bounced off into the footwell, which pretty well reduced us to hysterical laughter, because it was just so perfectly slapstick. Ted rolled down the window and tossed the coin in and could hardly drive from giggling and was gasping, “I swear I rolled it down! I could have *sworn* I rolled it down,” as we pulled away from the toll booth.
Then, from the back seat, Young Indiana said, “Daddy? Why is my window rolled down?”
Automatic window switches for the win!