The parking pawl issue almost got me cut in two. I was working at a gas station in 1971 and just finished an oil change on a fairly new Mercury. I pulled it out of the bay and parked it. It was an automatic; I put in park. I opened the door. There was another car very close, I had pulled in with little room to exit the Mercury. As I got out, my eye caught that door was moving. My two feet were already on the pavement; the car was slightly angled so, I’m also pinned between the open door and the other car. I was able to jump in and stop the mercury before it caught my legs but not before the door went into the car parked next to it and bent the hell out the Mercury’s door. I went the garage, white as a ghost. My boss asked what happened and a said “I just ****** up”. He came out, fooled his eyes and rubbed his forehead. He called the owner. We covered the repair. It was a number of years later before Ford had its recall and I could honestly say, it wasn’t because I was young and stupid. I as young and stupid but it had nothing to do with what happened that day.