When I had a small car, I used to like to squeeze in next to someone who took two spaces. I’d pick the wide side unless they centered it up perfectly. I was skinny in those days, and it didn’t take very much room for me to wiggle out of the car door.
Well done.
There’s a restaurant near here that on sunny Saturday mornings looks like a car show in the parking lot. 8-12 fancy sports cars (Ferraris, Lamborghinis, etc.) They sit off to one side of the lot - and then roped off by the owners that are having breakfast before their Saturday cruise!