The main thing now was to find the steering wheel. At first, Billy windmilled his arms, hoping to find it by luck. When that didn't work, he became methodical, working in such a Way that the wheel could not possibly escape him. He placed himself hard against the left-hand door, searched every square inch of over six inches, and searched again. Amazingly, he was eventually hard against the right-hand door, without having found the wheel. He concluded that somebody had stolen it. This angered him as he passed out.
He was in the back seat of his car, which was why he couldn't find the steering wheel.
Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughter House 5 or The Children's Crusade