To a T. As a kid I heard more than once that I was incorrigible.
I’m proud of my parking prowess… I can parallel park a tank with nothing but an inch to spare on each end... But if I was going to represent my life as a parking technique I would be double parked in Brooklyn and everyone is honking their horn when I just wanted to get a loaf of bread from East End bakery. Nothing like a loaf of Brooklyn semolina
Parking? In Brooklyn? Great analogy, not possible to actually park in Brooklyn! I grew up there, and thanked had we had a garage!