Awww....this jogs my memory, too. My grandma had a car with tiny backseat windows that only pushed out a tiny bit. It was so hot in that oven. I think it was a 1940 something! But she took me along to visit her friends where I would sit quietly in the corner or be allowed to walk around outside. It never mattered because to go with her was always a treat. I am not that kind of grandma, sorry to say. Not much fun at all!