back in our old house our garage was missed up and wouldnt always shut if you pressed the button, it would start to, then just go back up (no it wasnt those kind that didnt go if something was in the way) and so when we were driving we hade to make sure it closed all the way. and one day, my dad was going to work and my mom wanted me to tell me dad somethng, so i got in front of his car while he was drivin, thinking he would stop once he saw me, and he hit me with his car, luckly i rolled over to the ditch, insted of his car rolling over me. ll i had was a giant scratch on my knee from falling on my butt and rolling (notice, the rolling just kinda hapeed, i dint actualy do it myself, the velocity of the car and the speed of the car caused me to roll)