On Saturday, October 27, 2012, we drove around Manhattan's Upper West Side in search of an illusive parking spot. Unfortunately, we drove for an anger-inducing period of time. Then, by act of god, a space revealed itself. A space so small that it tested our parallel skills. Once we prevailed, we stood proudly beside our small pink car knowing that this little wonder just made us look real savvy.

In a less aggravating different circumstance, the Spark made urban driving a joy, effortlessly sliding into overgrown parking lot spots—locations which inspire hoards of gaping passersby. Basic takeaway: Parking the Spark is another way the car makes people (and you) smile.