I have gotten away with that crime many times. In fact, I am planning to park with someone tomorrow evening.
Come arrest me for it!
When we were 14, one of our favorite activities was what we called "shagging parkers". It involved waiting until the victims car windows were suitably fogged up and then four or five of us running over the car from hood to trunk or vice versa. The idea was to find some one stupid enough to actually chase us. Most weren't but once in a while we'd get the satisfaction of running some poor horny guy into the ground.