selavia said:
Oh no no, there is definitely forced entry. But it twas not through the hood. The mfers broken through the door and f*cked up my door lock. I can use it, but the master key doesn't work very well anymore; a mechanic told me that if I get a brand new key, and just take out the assembly and "finess" the metal it should work. They said the tumbler is fine, just some plate is bent.
I fail to mention one error on my part. See, I think my neighbor's son is doing all this because...one day I was driving down my street and he was with his thuggish buddies (I am not stereotyping they really are into that whole mentality) walking in the middle of the street , I slow down to a stop, he hears a car turns around, sees that it's me and stands there and points at me to reverse up the street. Now I used to live on a narrow city street and it's a bendy road and to reverse up a bend is difficult cause if someone it coming fast, they're going smack right into you. So I rev my engine once, giving him a warning that I am not reversing. He stands there, so I floor it and aim for him. I must have really hit it hard as hell cause my back wheels chirped. I was in a bad mood to begin with and he just took me over the edge. All the other kids moved and as he was moving I swerved right to were he was running and he got scared and tripped over himself. BEAR IN MIND I WOULD NOT HAVE RAN OVER HIM AND I WAS A "SAFE" DISTANCE FROM HIM, but my muffler was acting noisy that day and it just sounded even meaner. Meanwhile all his buddies are pointing at him and laughing...they thought it was hysterical. I believe all the damage to my car is his way of saying "thank you."
Sean
Interesting, this same sort of event happened a block from my old house before we moved this year.. Kid down the street and his bud, thought they were little thugs.. Walking the center of the street, My wife is with me in the car, see's us, gives me a ugly look, keeps walking, I rev once, they slide a bit to the side, I go by, and hear him say 'I'll kill you bitch, better keep driving'.
I drove the 100 feet or so to my own driveway, watching him walk into his house (just down on the corner from our place!!), ran back up the steet to his house, where they had slid into very quickly and closed the door. Too bad for him, his Mom and stepdad happened to get home at the same time, I told them I needed to talk to 'the big one who just ran in the house' - he's probably 6'1" 200 pds - I'M 6'5" 240..). Punk comes out all downcast, I'm ALL in his face 'What the hell are you saying to me kid? threatening me with my wife in the car? You think you're cool walking the center of the street blocking traffic?' Not surprisingly, he got very apologetic, his parents didn't even defend him (he's a punk, and they know it too..). Never a problem with him again, and he always looked away from our place when he walked down the street from then on.
I don't take crap from juvies, my high school days are LONG over..
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