Several decades ago my wife was driving our second-grade daughter to school. She was sleepy and slumped against the passenger door.
As the wife made a turn onto Main Street, the door flew open and suddenly my daughter was wide awake and sitting on her butt in the middle of Main.
Nobody hurt, but could have been.
That happened to my younger brother back in the 50s.
But that was an era before cars had restraint systems.
My brother was driving his 56 Ford down the street and found himself sitting in the middle of an intersection after making a turn, as his car was continuing down the road.