FIL is a very nice guy, had a successful career, raised my wife who is great, but somehow managed to do all of this despite being a blubbering sooner idiot. He drives an F250 he has no business driving but "needs" it to tow his Polaris mule he tows three times a year, and his 21' boat he hasn't moved from the marina in 6 years. He has hit concrete posts at the bank or a drive-thru on multiple occasions, can't back it into a parking spot, and I have yet to see him park when he wasn't over the line. This weekend, he came over to our house for the kid's soccer and baseball games, as well as Easter, and parked in the circle drive in front of my house. After he left yesterday, I went outside to spend a few hours spreading new mulch before it got dark, and that ass hat drove over my flower beds, and about a half dozen new flowers I had planted a week ago. I've asked him to park on the street from now on, but I doubt he will