I love rolling down the driveway on a broken rolly chair at my grandmother's house and when the chair gets to the edge of the driveway, it ejects me off it onto the grass. What Fun!
The driveway does not end to a busy highway. It ends to a woods with a dog house in the edge of it. I love being thrown off the chair as the wheels jam in the dirt and stop the chair beside the railroad ties that line the edge of the driveway.