My girlfriend and I lived in Calhoun County to the east (I think only three counties were wet at the time) and had gone to B'ham for an evening of jazz and drinks. I was 21 but she was younger and hadn't drunk alcohol, while I had had quite a few. She had been driving and I was sleeping in the back when my '58 VW bug with manually switchable gas reserve ran out of gas. It was a bit tricky to get started again if you didn't switch immediately. She didn't normally drive, didn't have a license and didn't know what to do, which was turn off the lights, turn the lever, and drive in first gear using the starter until the engine started. She got into the passenger seat and I had just started driving when the cop showed up.
I showed him my license and explained the situation, leaving out only her not having a license, and said she was going to take over again as soon as I got it started.
The cop said it sounded like a good plan, and stayed long enough to see us off with her driving.
