In Britain to pass your driving test you have to parallel park within a certain distance from the curb (no more! no less!), complete a 3 point turn without using the curb bump as your geospatial position marker, and reverse around a corner. All with live traffic and a driving examiner who looks like he has Napoleonic delusions of grandeur.
In Philadelphia, if you can parallel park inside an off-road space that you could park a space shuttle in, you pass.
Someday, over a glass of scotch, I will share my Philly driving stories.