Many years ago, i was heading out to the stadium here in town to work at a friends booth at a big car show. Normally, I just find a spot and park and not bother anybody else. I was in one of my moods though and when I'm like that, pompous buffoons beware.
As I was going down the aisles, I noticed a late model Camaro parked in two spots. directly straddling the line. Now, if you want to do that, but do it out away from all the rest of the traffic, go right ahead. This turkey was right up front. I was driving a '72 Mercury Comet that I bought off a friend after his wife wrecked it the third or fourth time. Bright yellow but with a red hood, green fender, large brown blotches where the bondo had popped out of the body and so on. My "grill" was a large piece of chicken wire to keep rocks and dirt clods from knocking holes in my radiator. One really ugly car, but it ran great.
I saw this Camaro and decided to adjust someone's attitude. I squeezed in on the drivers side into the parking space. I left enough room so people couple get into the properly parked car in the next space. I then went inside. Several hours later, I came out to find my car and the Camaro both there. however, at the time, there was an Audi Fox running around town in almost as bad a shape as my Comet. No trunk lid and with the trunk arms sticking up. It had squeezed in on the passenger side of the Camaro.That made three of us in two spots. ;D
People were taking pictures and I saw at least one biker roll by, stop and start laughing out loud. As I squeezed out, I saw several people give me a thumbs up and a biker waiting to pull in where I came out.