I a tale from my past (over 35 years ago), I used to live in a bungalow with a curved drive. My then wife's car lived in the garage so I used to reverse park outside.
If the car was exactly eighteen inches from the garage door at a perfect 90 degrees to it, she who then had to be obeyed would immediately accuse me of having come home drunk. She was right, no way could I park that accurately sober.
I've grown up since then, today the car would be badly parked outside the garage and the complaint would be of the noise the taxi made when dropping me off.