On this, the night of my greatest parking triumph, I’d just like to thank a couple of people who’ve made it possible. I’d like to thank The Lord, who strengthens me to do all things, including and especially parking a car in a spot that’s so small that it would seem that only a forklift could do it. Boo-Yah!! I’d also like to thank Jeff Bailey. Though he’s brilliant and has a bunch of alphabet soup after his name, he is perhaps most remarkable as The Greatest Parallel Parker Ever. Thanks, Jeff, for teaching me. I wouldn’t be where I am today without you! Finally, I’d like to thank The Wife, who pointed out the tiny spot–right in front of the Convention Center, baby!– and said, “okay, cut it hard!” at the exact right moment.