For a brief (insane) time, I had I car while I lived in New York.
Any New Yorker who owns a car can no doubt regale you with tales of parking nightmares: Stalking a parking spot for hours, vying for a space after the street sweeper leaves, trying to squeeze into the tightest spot at any cost, and of course, cursing the dreaded orange ticket. When I start to get gray hair, I know what to blame. Kids aside of course.
The drivers of the above cars were no doubt faced with parking challenges. Little did they know their parking pain was my photo gain. I couldn't resist catching them in a compromising position.