My friend was driving me back to my house from a concert, and we had to go a pretty decent way from the venue to my house (about 18 miles). This was at night, too, btw.
My friend has only had his license for a few weeks, so he still hadn't gotten into a habit of doing all the necessary actions before rolling out (putting the seatbelt on, checking mirrors, etc.). We had maybe another half-mile to go when we turned onto my street and realized: the headlights had been off the whole time.
My friend went into "oh shit" mode and turned them on, and we had a good laugh about it. We hadn't noticed because the whole way back was lined with street lamps, save for my street. Good thing there weren't many cars on the road, and no cops.
My friend has only had his license for a few weeks, so he still hadn't gotten into a habit of doing all the necessary actions before rolling out (putting the seatbelt on, checking mirrors, etc.). We had maybe another half-mile to go when we turned onto my street and realized: the headlights had been off the whole time.
My friend went into "oh shit" mode and turned them on, and we had a good laugh about it. We hadn't noticed because the whole way back was lined with street lamps, save for my street. Good thing there weren't many cars on the road, and no cops.

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