I used to have a Lotus Europa in the 70’s. I was 21 at the time. It had one of those sports steering wheels with three different sized holes in each spoke that cried out for poking different fingers in. One evening I got my pinky all the way into one of the holes. When I tried to pull it out, the knuckle skin piled up and–well…
I could still drive with just my free right hand. (If it’d been my right pinky, shifting would have been difficult.) I ended up driving my 1600 lb. pinky ring to my parents house to avoid too much embarrassment. Wesson oil and a little careful manipulation freed me. Lesson learned. Glad this didn’t happen on a first date.
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