A David Moment - With The Car

I don't often drive the car we have as I prefer the feel of my van. It's 15 years old now with over 205,000 miles (with a rebuilt engine) and sat last week with powersteering fluid running down the driveway from underneath it. I was forced to use the car (and Paul, his mom's) until it get's fixed. I never really much take David anywhere in the car but I did take him to his day program in it last week. So I get there, get him out, hit the clicker to lock the car, (mine broke on the van ages ago) it gives it's short little beep, and I turn to grab David's arm to walk him into his place. He looks at me smiling and says, "It farted!" "What? What did you say?" "It farted!" he repeats, "The car farted!" Oh David! You crack me up!