I walked up on the guy sitting in my car, screwing with the steering column. I told him to get the eff outta my car (which the cops later thought was hysterically funny), but he just sat there and kept on. Finally got it to start, and off it went across the street, with me after it. Luckily, it had a bad sensor or something and was prone to dying with regularity, so it died on him and he finally gave up....but not before asking me if I wanted him to call a tow truck!

LOL In retrospect, there was no reason in 2001 that I shouldn't have just let a 1986 car go, but it was all I had!