The Real (Little) Hercules

Ingo needed to go to an invitation in Wolfenbüttel yesterday, that´s some 20 km from here, no big deal, well... except your car is breaking down.

Ingo´s car is old, the gears gave a near good-bye last week, help is in sight on Wednesday.
So, Ingo took my car.

I had to get something that was in his car and the scene above is what I found.
Hmmmm.
Yeah. The black one is parking in the wrong direction, huh? I don´t care much about that.
The arrow shows where he should´ve parked - space is rare in the ring-area!

The car that parked between Ingo and that Stupid had left some space:

... to one side.
I couldn´t believe my eyes when I saw this:

Well, I mean, hello???

I went back home to get the cam in case there was some damage, there is none, but still, hello...
that´s rude to park like that! So. There I was.
Hm.
What to do?
Start that car and drive a bit forward?
The gears are near to being gone.

Then I thought, get the gear out and try to push?

That very moment two students sped by on their bikes - awwww!

Well. I hoped being Hercules is a family-thing and gave it a go tried several times and... ta-daaa:

I admit, I wasn´t good at coordinating, when the car was rolling, it rolled and I had trouble to make it stop in time - but I managed.

On the way home I saw someone was waiting, was Lotti´s Mum (what was her name again???) with Lotti who´s grown a lot!. She asked if I took the cam cause I was so proud on "achieving" this, I told her no, and why and yes... I was kinda proud.

It´s a station wagon after all and with my stupid right arm... well.
It wasn´t near to what Bro managed, but I felt like a little Hercules, as well :-)
Or at least as strong as a Lion ;-)
From the city of Henry The Lion, I´m strong! ;-)