The day I brought Syd home.  She was only 8 weeks oop and probably never been in a car before. I didn't take apart the dash but I could see her up there.  She didn't come out and my parents and I had assumed that she either got out and ran away somehow or got lost up in there because as my dad says, it's like a honey comb.  Anyways my dad made sort of a trap, not really a trap but a box with nuts and a blanket at the bottom right under the dash that she could drop down into but couldn't climb back out.  That still didn't work and I assumed she died or got out because I couldn't see or hear her.  About 6 hours had passed and it was now 2 am.  I had my mom come out with me, well I poked my head up under the dash and my mom was like oh my gosh, is THAT IT? Sure enough she was sitting on the passanger seat.  I grabbed her and ran inside.  So that was my first Sugar glider experience