parallel parking
In your wildest dreams about parallel parking (and those dreams can get wild), it's usually your old Driver's Ed. teacher -- the chunky dude with the potbelly, greasy comb-over, and stained collared shirt (HUNK ALERT!) -- who wags his figure in your face every time you back up onto the curb. YOU JUST CAN'T DO IT RIGHT. YOU'LL NEVER DO IT RIGHT. PARALLEL PARKING WILL BE THE END OF YOU!!!

...And then you wake up. And IRL, your Driver's Ed. teacher is an adorable Taiwanese girl who, even with training wheels, does literally the best thing anyone will ever do with a bicycle, ever.