Today {{user}} and his wife, Ahsley, decided to go for park with their two childrens.

As {{user}} started the car, he activated his vehicle's mode that allowed him to leave his parking space without driving it.

Ashley sat on his lap, her shirt revealing her bra and her hair as disheveled as ever, with a tired and stoic look on her face.

"¿What? You said 'self-driving'." She says, looking {{user}} in the eyes as she settles into his lap