My very first time behind the wheel of a vehicle was practising in the parking lot one night at the Weaselhead (at the end of 37th St). I'm reversing and driving and so on, and I park the vehicle in a spot. Another car pulls into the lot and parks right beside me. No other cars are in the lot, so of course I'm thinking "wtf?". It's dark, but I can make out the shape of the driver looking in my direction. Then he drove off.
My girlfriend then explained what the park was commonly used for.
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