My dad owned a gold mid-80s Porsche 928....One day I had it outside of our shop building, hurrying up on a wax job as the thunderstorm approached. The car was still outside as I began to hear little pinging noises, and bb sized white things bouncing off objects as it fell from the air...Yep, it was a hailstorm! Not wanting to get the freshly cleaned interior all grimey, I opened the driver's side door, started the beautiful 360 horsepowered beast, put one hand on the steering wheel and another on the brake pedal.....I positioned the shifter into drive, and the car took off! I ran it straight into a storage cabinet, slightly chipping the bumper paint and knocking a valance grill out.....
I told my dad that there was no vacuum to the brakes, and it only took me half-a-second from starting the engine to the time I attempted to let it idle into the building.... He claims to this day I stepped on the gas instead of pressing on the brake pedal....Maybe I did.... Heck, it was a vicious hail/thunderstorm and I panicked!
* As luck goes....Dad came out to start the car. And the brakes had a vacuum! Here I am acting out of honesty, giving him the exact story I'm giving you, yet the car is making a mockery of me!
He also owned a 1963 model 356....Now you want to talk about a fine ride! These cars are fun. It was a "trailer queen" so I was spared running it into a wall, or some kind of object! LOL