I walked out to his silver sedan to put my purse inside.

I opened the heavy passenger door and dropped my brown leather bag onto the front seat.

The bag tipped over immediately.

My tube of hand cream rolled out and fell into the dark footwell.

I leaned over the seat and reached down to the floor mat to find it.

As I pulled my arm back up, my shoulder bumped hard against the glovebox latch.

The small plastic door dropped open on its hinges and hit my right knee.