All this talk of handcuffs, uniforms, and now whips. It makes my head spin.
In our neighborhood, cars are not allowed to park in the street overnight, with some exceptions.
I grew up at the beach in Manhattan Beach and if I had to move my car on a weekend in the summer, I would take my bicycle in the car with me. Upon returning home, I would park a half mile or more from home, get out the bike, and ride the rest of the way home.