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I got boxed in once. Parked head into a concrete wall and some guy pulled up right behind me. So I crawled under his car, shifted it into neutral and pushed him out into the street. No problem.
Well that was in 1966. The lockouts on newer cars would prevent it now.
I did get blocked in more recently. I guess I parked in a personal spot at an apartment building. No signs but I suspect I took someone's spot. Since I was driving a pickup truck I just drove over the curb onto the grass and jiggered around a little until I could get out.
I guess the lesson is to be careful where and how you park and leave yourself an escape route.
Sure, I'd love to try that in a municipal car I don't own, with soft cones blocking me in. In MY car, with another real car blocking me? Not so sure I'd be willing to give it the full gas and peel out like this guy
Not the way I would do it, but there are plenty of better solutions. My favorite is two refrigerator dollies. Put one under each end of the car and jack them up, and you can roll it in any direction you like. You don't need to release the parking brake or even get inside the car, so it works equally well on the car that some stranger parked in your reserved space.
If you really want to be mean about it you can position him somewhere that parking is illegal, and then call the tow truck on him.