Back around the turn of the last century (19th to 20th) my grandmother was a little girl on her family's farm outside Dearborn, MI. One day she was out riding her pony down the road that passed by their farm when, wonder of wonders, a real AUTOMOBILE came along!! As she watched transfixed by such a rare sight (the very first auto she had ever seen) , her pony shied and threw her off in to the ditch. The car stopped and its two riders jumped out. The passenger caught her pony while the driver helped her out of the ditch and checked to be sure she was unhurt. Everyone remounted and went their ways, she back home and the two gentlemen in the car on in to town.
Later that evening her father, who had been in town on business, came home, and little Florence breathlessly greeted him with, "Papa! You will never guess what I saw today!"
"Oh, yes, I will," he replied, "because I saw it, too, in town -- a shiny new automobile. I even met the driver -- Mr. Henry Ford!"