Night of the Mental Lapses

I was asked by one of my program supervisors (similar to bosses) if I could pick up a guy from horse therapy (or theraputic horse riding or something like that). I, being the kind man that I am, agreed to help out. However, the place I was to pick him up was in a town far, far away. I kept riding back and forth on this winding two-lane road looking for a sign with a horse on it. I turned off onto a side road to change directions and attempt to find the unlighted sign on this dark night, and I then proceeded to turn onto a gravel road to turn onto and back out of to drive the other direction. However, in the middle of the gravel road was a ditch, which I directed my car into. Needless to say, my car was stuck. I knocked on the door of a house close to where the ditch was and waited close to a minute for someone to answer. The wife of the house opened the door, I explained my problem and asked if she knew of any tow trucks near by. She talked to her husband, and he came out and offered to help me. Fortunately he had a truck. And a chain. He attached the chain to his truck and the other side of the chain to my car. He asked me to put my car in reverse so he could pull my car out of the ditch. I didn't feel like getting into the car, so I leaned through the window and changed gears to reverse. The truck pulled my car out of the ditch. I was quite pleased. Until I realized that the car was continuing to head towards the truck, and since I wasn't in the car, I wasn't able to stop it. So a collusion occurred, and my tail-light was busted by the back bumper of the truck. The man then asked me how I put my car into reverse if I wasn't in the car. "I… Uh…" was my reply. I thanked the man and drove off into the night. But not into any more ditches.