I scraped a brand new car in a parking garage today. The lot was packed, it was dark, there were concrete pillars…and I’ve barely driven in the past 10 years, so parking effectively still eludes me.
That poor car now has an ugly white stain over the front wheel on the passenger side — so other drivers know that there is a parking neophyte behind the wheel.
Reverse Culture Shock 
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