Driving story -
When my driver's ed teacher tried to teach me how to parallel park, he did a really bad job explaining and I was just doing horribly with the whole concept. So my dad takes me behind this warehouse by his office on a Saturday morning in the family station wagon to teach me to parallel park. He parks the car up against the cement wall of the building, drags over a huge wooden pallet and sets it several feet from the back bumper of the car, and then stands about a dozen feet from the driver's side of the front bumper. He tells me to get in the car, then tells me, "You're parallel parked between two BMWs. You don't want to hit either of them. Pull out, then pull back in." He just stands there, calm as can be. I was so scared I was going to hit him that I did a very careful and thorough job of pulling out and back in again. Hence, I learned to parallel park beautifully.
Still... that took a lot of courage for my dad. But being scared you'll run over your father increases your accuracy much more quickly than those flimsy orange cones.
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