Waiting for my wife to get some groceries, one kid wanted to go in, other wanted to wait. So here we are, people watching.
Asshat parking: it’s not just for BMWs.
Truck pulled through the space between me and the Audi, then backed carefully into the dead middle. The guy got out, walked away slowly, looked back, seemed pleased, locked it, kept walking.
Also this little guy could use some tires, methinks.
Amazingly, the S5 took the place of a newish Allroad, and the space next to us was vacated by a diesel Golf wagon, a manual no less. I picked a good spot!