There was once that I ate mandarin oranges that I bought inside the car WHILE I was driving. *smiling proudly* And I wasn't involved in any accident *touch wood*, though I know the beau most probably would just shake his head when he reads this.
But peeling the mandarin oranges while driving would mean that I was probably too busy to pick up the bits of skins falling off the laps in between the thigh at the crotch, or probably fall off to the sides of the seat.
So after a few days, when the beau came into the car and notices some orange skin at the brake handle, he went WHOA!
"My dear so dirty!"