My cat used to like to perch like that on my shoulders during long car trips.
Or lie across the center console, blocking the parking brake and gearshift, with her face in the air conditioner.
Smart kitty!
In high school, I drove a '67 VW Beetle. I had to take my cat to the vet and was too lazy to look for his crate, so I put him in the car loose. We started down the road and he was yowling and skulking about the car. He finally crawled up on top of my head, where he stopped squawking. I thought, "Well, as long as he's quiet, I guess it's okay." So I'm driving down the road with a 15-pound yellow tomcat on my head when I hear this noise, like "Ssssshhhhhhhhhh..." What is that?
And then I felt the wetness on the back of my neck.
Yes, he managed to pee all over me from the top of my head and there was literally nothing I could do about it, lest he rip my scalp off or I drove off the road into a ditch. He totally emptied his bladder on me.
Then he jumped into the passenger seat and looked at me like, "That's what I think about your car ride to the vet!"