She made several hair-raising attempts at a space that was way too narrow, before spotting a better prospect and scooting round to bag it. She assessed it as being wide enough; lined it up nicely for a straight approach run - and in she went, hand in glove.
Her triumphant manoeuvre was neatly capped off by daughter 1 opening her door, crash ! into the car on the left, followed a half-second later by daughter 2, bang ! into the car on the right.
So - check out her number-plate ...
There are no coincidences !
(some details redacted to protect the, errr, innocent)