Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Parallel Parking

My wife was born and raised on the east coast. She had to parallel park their gigantic Dodge Ram Van every day, into teenie tiny parking spaces on busy streets.

I was born and raised on the west coast. I don't get the opportunity to parallel park very often. And when I do have the chance to squeeze my truck in between two other cars, it usually takes me three or four tries until I give up to go find another spot or I succeed (while my wife either laughs or yells at me).

This kid flawlessly parallel parks his monster truck in between his parents cars. He's four years old and he's already a better driver than I am....


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