AITA for confronting my neighbor about blocking the road late at night?

Apologies for grammar mistakes. I am not a native english speaker.

The street where our house is located is accessible by a two-lane road. Last night at around 11:40 PM, after a long day of school and work, I was driving home when I saw that I could not pass through the street where our house is.

One house on the street had a car completely blocking one lane because their garage and front yard were already filled with three cars. On the opposite side of the road, another car was parked partly on the sidewalk. Because of this, there was barely any space for me to pass and I had to shout to the motorcycle behind me to reverse a bit since I couldn’t pass through anymore and that I needed to reverse and try do a 3 point turn.

After that, someone from the house with four cars reversed their vehicle so I could pass. I went home and parked the car I was driving, but I regret what I did next.

I walked back to their house angrily and confronted them. I said, in an angry tone, “Why are you parked like this? You’re blocking the entire lane and I couldn’t pass.” I also said that they should have parked their visitors’ cars in a less busy part of the subdivision.

The mother from the household was the one I spoke to. She explained that their visitor would only be there briefly and that there was a baby with them. She also said that the car parked on the opposite side of the road was not there when they parked the car that covered the whole lane.

As we continued talking, I admitted that I was wrong for approaching them angrily, and I listened to her explanation. I eventually calmed down and the conversation was close to ending.

However, during this time, her son was watching us and became increasingly angry. He started shouting at me, using curse words and insults. One insult that stuck with me is that he called me gay because i wasn’t to his provocations. But, some of the things he said were technically true for example, he pointed out that my family also parks our car partly on the sidewalk.

Another thing I regret is that my dad felt the need to get involved because the son was already shouting and cursing at me, even though the mother and I were talking calmly at that point. Thankfully, I was able to get my dad to go back inside and stop the situation from escalating further.

Looking back, I think I could have handled the entire situation better by calmly asking why they parked that way and suggesting more politely that visitors park in less busy areas of the subdivision.

So, AITA?