Car Parking Multiplayer 2

At first, you think it’s just about parking. Reverse into a bay, don’t scrape the bumper, mind the clutch. But Car Parking Multiplayer 2 has other plans. What begins as a test of precision morphs into an experiment in scale, cars, yes, but also culture. Suddenly you’re adjusting ride height in a garage with a 4K picture of a cat on the wall, your Android wheezing like it just ran Nürburgring in flip-flops, and it hits you: this game is huge.

There’s walking, chatting, trading, racing, drifting, modding. There’s a taxi mode, a police mode, a drone mode. You can drag race, tune dynos, drop suspension until your wheels clip through the fenders and nobody minds because the vibes are immaculate. There’s an entire economy around Lambos you can’t even get anymore, unless you bought in when the price was $20 and rising. But even then, you’re not just buying storage space. You’re buying the story.

And that’s the point: CPM2 isn’t really about parking. It’s about ownership. About being seen in multiplayer. About garages with working TVs and kitchens you can’t use but love anyway. About screenshots mid-race that look like magazine covers. It’s about taking a car out into the desert and remembering why you fell in love with the sound of its engine in the first place.

It’s ridiculous. It’s brilliant. And somehow, it’s real.