Junior had just received his driver's license, so he slid behind the wheel and asked his dad to come along for a ride. Instead of sitting in the shotgun seat, Herb immediately climbed into the backseat and sat directly behind his son. Junior beamed proudly and said, "Pop, I'll bet you're back there to get a change of scenery after all those months of sitting in the front passenger seat teaching me how to drive." "Nope," said Herb. "I want to sit back here and kick the back of your seat while you drive, just like you've been doing to me for sixteen years."