We didn’t need car seats when I was little. The way mom drove, we were already holding on for dear life...
Sounds like my mother, I remember going around a curve at age 5 or 6 and the door flying open with me hanging on to it. Sure freaked mom out, but I hung on and all was well.
“The way mom drove, we were already holding on for dear life...” Grandsons at Disney World were discussing “scary ride.” They said, “Heck, Mom’s driving is a *lot* scarier than____.” Meanwhile, their Mom lagged behind, trying to look like she didn’t know them.