Re: Car stolen tonight! ugh
wow
<div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: The Mechanic</div><div class="ubbcode-body">Most vehicles out here end up in Mexico.
Had my Corvette stolen right out of the dealership while it was up on my rack IN THE AIR!
Guy was a real pro. Came in dressed as a transport driver, on a Friday at about 3:00. Must have figured it was a customers and drove it right out of the dealership. Needless to say I saw it drive out of the dealership and dialed 911.
Everyone at the dealership drove around looking for him. Well about 5 miles away I am driving around looking for my car and who just happens to be at a gas station with my car? This guy.
So there I am tearing across the street in a park ave that was a used car and pull a Hawaii 5-0 in front of the car. He jumps in as I am getting out. I am yelling at this point going after him. He locks the door and starts the car as I get to the drivers door yelling I am going to kill him and some other language not for children. I start punching at the window to try and break it to get at him and I am in a full unstoppable rage as people start to run from what is happening.
This guy backs up with my tires squealing and burning and he turns the back right into the mechanic at this station knocking him back 10 feet spinning in the air and lands on the ground. I am holding onto the rag top and start sliding off the top and holding onto the antenna still yelling at this guy at the top of my lungs.
No way I am going to be able to catch this guy as I have put a lot of time and effort into the car. It was a real runner.
I get on the phone at the gas station and call the police again and of course they don't know anything because it is now a different police dept. and at the time there is really no talk between the two like they do now.
Anyways this was during the time of HUGE car phones. So my next call is to this guy (I am calling my car phone) and thinking there is no way he is going to answer and WOW he picks up the phone. In as few words as possible I first tell him I now know what he looks like as it is burned into my memory. Next I told him things I was going to do to him, his mom and dad, his siblings, his neighbors, his friends etc. and that I won't stop until the end of time if there is even a single scratch on my car. He says he can't get caught and hangs up.
About 15 minutes later a cop just happened to be behind this guy and run my plates just as he gunned it on the highway. So the chase is on. The local P.D. and Sheriffs dept. chased him and called it off due to speed and safety no less then 5 times. Dang it if ASTREA was about 20 miles away at the time.
Figured I would never see it again unless it was box at a time at a swap meet. I offered a steak dinner for two to the officer that found my car.
Well 3 days later it was found under an old car cover still in show shape except for my Goodyear eagles worn down to nothing.
I never want to every be that mad again. It made me re-evaluate my life a little and understand or at least think about how out of control I was. If I had just drove up calm and cool and walked up to him and asked for a dime or something I could have knocked him out cold, and had my car back and this guy in jail after he woke up. </div></div>
