Parking for Fun

I want to have the ability to park my car like my next door neighbor.

He can park his truck the slightest known measurable distance from his garage door, without making contact .....

.... and then get a little closer. 

Every day. Over and over. 

Not a scratch or dent in his garage door or bumper.

I'm convinced that he has some sort of range finder that stops the truck for him.

Or the eyes of an eagle.

And I'm envious. 

I struggle with all kinds of parking.

Just the other day, I parked, got out, looked at the lines, back in the car, inched forward, got out and looked again, inched back ..... then just pulled forward to the next space and went through the process again.

I park in my driveway and my braking foot gains weight and panics as I approach the garage door. 

I would be the world's worst parking garage attendant.

I won't even attempt parallel parking if there are existing cars in the spaces front and back of an empty space.

I'd rather walk an extra ten blocks.

Watching the approaching storm clouds. A far-out perspective.