Somebody broke a window on a previous vehicle of mine in order to gain entrance and try to steal some things that were in the car. Someone else in my apartment complex heard the noise of glass breaking and went outside to check it out and scared the thief off. My father had a car stolen out of his garage when I was in high school. We had just driven the car home from a restaurant, and as was our custom at the time, we left the keys in the ignition of the car after parking it in the garage. Unfortunately, whoever the last person in the house was forgot to close the garage door, and when my dad's then-girlfriend (now wife) went out to go home, she noticed the garage was one car short. She came upstairs and actually asked me what I did with the red car (Sure, up in my room all by myself, I managed to steal the car from the garage and sneak back into the house with no one noticing). About that time, I looked out the window to see our car driving in front of the house. Like an idiot, I ran down the stairs and out the front door. I was able to catch up with the car because the driver had tried gone down a dead-end street and circled back toward our house. I caught up to the car, put my hand on the door handle, looked inside and finally realized that I was being an idiot chasing down a car thief in the middle of the night with no weapons (I didn't even have on a shirt or shoes, for that matter). The thief looked back at me and then drove off. He ditched the car a couple of blocks away. And there was less than 1 mile put on the odometer. There was no damage to the car, but the thief had left the headlights on, so the battery was dead by the time the police found the car (It never occured to us to drive around our neighborhood and find the car). The thief kept a leather jacket my Dad had left in the car. ------------------ Houston Sports Board The Anti-Bud Adams Page
My sister *may* have left the keys in the ignition, we were never sure. The car was stolen from the driveway and found a couple days later in some guy's yard. We never found out who did it, but we suspect our next-door neighbors (now departed). It was a little beat up but we used it for a few more years. When the cop came to do the report, he informed us that "orientals" stole Toyotas, Acuras, etc. (the car was a Camry), while blacks stole Chevys and pick-ups of various makes. I forget if he included Hispanics in his laundry-list. I asked him what white people stole, but he seemed confused by the question. Though we got the car back, Conan the Barbarian was stolen. We had to pay Blockbuster back for it. For a couple of years afterward (yes, that long), whenever my friend went into that Blockbuster, he'd see the Conan box on the shelf but no tape and then he'd go and ask someone to check if Conan had been checked out. Still, it was years before they took the Conan box off the shelf. ------------------ RealGM Rockets Draft Obligations Summary http://www.gaffordstudios.cjb.net/
My dad had a '79 Ford Econoline Van broken into while he was fishing on the pier in Galveston. It was parked under a street lamp just across the street in plain view... of course how can one fish, and watch the vehicle at the same time? He had some old Wilson Pro Staff golf clubs in a Wilson bag, and a bunch of fishing tackle stolen. My dad later had that same van stolen around Christmas time from the parking lot of Almeda Mall. Now, interesting enough, he had some of those Harris County Sherrif Dept. "1000 Club" decals on it, and a few other stickers that could easily identify his van... to make short story longer... He used to, and still does (only in a different van now, obviously), take a trip to the valley to the town of Mission, TX every year to take a load of clothes for the unfortunate in Mexico... anyway, one of his closest buddies was in the valley area to go deer hunting the day after my dad's van was stolen (6 hours away) and thought he saw my dad's van. He drove even right up to it and was fixing to holler across to my dad, but the driver was not my dad... he thought nothing of it at the time, other than "that van looked like his"... and he wnet on to his hunt. Around a week later my dad was talking on the phone to his friend to see if he knew about his stolen van yet... my dad's friend got silent, the other end of the phone line was quiet... "Are you kiddin' me?" Dad's friend asked... and he told dad about how he thought he'd seen him in McAllen, TX the day after it was stolen... To this day we're around 90% sure that was my dad's van. HPD at Almeda Mall had already told my dad, that most likely, his van went to a border town as a "MAXI-TAXI" and that those model FORDS were the number one stolen vehicle for that "industry". Ironically, the next year we all went to the border and rode in a gutted out FORD van, "MAXI-TAXI" to go shopping in Reynosa, MEX. Was it ours? I also had my truck broken into once... stole my $2500 Roadster Roadstars and my system... it stunk. ------------------ Proud Father of the Rockets' future point guard.
Thank God I have never had my car stolen. But someone did steal my bikes once! And for u smart asses, no Im sure it was not the ESPN bike crow found ------------------ SUCK POLICE!!!!!! To point out individuals or teams that have managed to reach the pinnacle of SUCKINESS!!!!! ----- Rudy T SUCKS! The man needs to figure out: -That its okay to play Shandon in clutch situations. -Mobes doesn't have to get the ball every single time at the end of the game. -That its okay to actually give the ball to Steve or Mo at the end of the game.
For some reason no one has ever tried to steal my 1980 Olds Delta 88 w/no AC, one window, hanging cloth roof, w/ hole in trunk. I never lock it either. Maybe I'm just lucky.
THE BROWN MAN'S FREEDOM!!!! lol! j/k. ------------------ "I give up. Oh my holy hell I give up." -- Clutch expresses utter frustration in encountering difficulties trying to communicate across a damn bbs. (It's even funnier if you picture Homer Simpson saying it)
The family car got broken into this year. Whoever did it opened up the glove box and searched through it, probably looking for money. The only thing missing was the dollar-something in change (mostly pennies) I had left in the side compartment. I accidentally left the door unlocked, so nothing was broken. ------------------ My dream job is to be a Houston Rockets towel boy. [This message has been edited by fadeaway (edited December 27, 2000).]
When we lived in Houston, we had 2 cars stolen out of our driveway. A Firebird and a Jeep Cherokee. The Jeep was found (ended up being totaled) and the Firebird was never found. Also, a couple of guys tried to steal the Firebird at one of the Astros-Mets playoff games in '86. They were scared away by Astrodome security although they did manage to bust out the steering column. In every case the cars were locked. My sister's Camero was stolen 3 times. It was actually located by the police one time BEFORE she even knew it had been stolen. My brother's Malibu was stolen, but it was apparantly a couple of kids on a joyride as it was found undamaged a couple of blocks from his house. ------------------
I AM THE b*stard OF THE CLUTCH BBS!!! ok, I have never had a car stolen from me, but I will be the first to admit that I did steal a car once. please read on. this is the worst thing I have ever done, and it amazes me to this day what I did. I am a good person who rarely does something bad. i stole the rare item as a teenager, but nothing more. I also NEVER DRIVE DRUNK. not even after 1 beer. so I went to visit all my old collage buddies one summer night. this was the first time I was to see my ex girlfriend. also we were going to a reggae concert. We all love reggae. well my buddy Kris and i bought a liter of jagermeister. we had to wait at the resturant he was the head chef at till about 9pm. so while he worked.... I DRANK. between drinks we were all having beers. well eventually we ended up getting to the oceanmist bar in Westerly Rhode Island. I had already had about 3/5 of the jeagermeister bottle. I was pretty drunk, but this was a special night so I wasnt finished. at the bar it was pints of Guinness. by all acounts $80 worth(thats how much I started the night with. at 5 bucks a peice i bet I had 10-12, and tipped really heavy. I was told i was counting , and i counted to 12, but damn thats alot of guinness. so also from what I hear, after the show i was seen smoking with the band. too bad i dont remember, but to this day their publicist sends me their touring scheduel. well when we got back to the house of my ex, whos roomate was Kris's ex, there was extreme drama. everyone chased after kris's ex who was crying.I hated the b**** so i didnt chase ****. that left me in the street in front of the house that my ex was in with some "new" guy. apparently i decided to leave. i started checking car doors, and found one with the keys in it. vroom I was off. first time and still only time driving drunk. and only time I ever commited a felony. I was trying to get to some nearby friends house. they lived about 1 mile away. about 45 mins. later i was asking some stranger where i was, and where Naraganset(the town) was. I found the house, whiped down the car and parked it in what seemed a safe place, kinda far from my buddies house. I than poured myself into my buddies house waking all 3 of them up as well as 2 of their new girlfriends. it was my first time meeting both of the girls, and one of them married my friend. damn I make good impressions. so the next day while we were all heading out for food or something i saw the "safe place" i parked the car. it was behinf the narraganset police department. DAMN I WAS AN IDIOT!!!!! well all i did was waste some of their gas, but I feel really bad. The main thing is this(read as MORAL): If i was pulled over that night I would never have a chance at the life i take for granted today. I am a lucky man. I would have lost my licence. been arrested for theft. hell I could have easily killed someone or myself. i only remember small pockets of that night after we got to the bar, but IM SURE SOMEONE WAS WATCHING OUT FOR ME THAT NIGHT!!!!!! *PEACE ------------------ Hanta-Force Paintball http://www.hanta-force.com
About 4 months ago, someone broke into my car when it was sitting in my driveway. All this happened at about 5:30am on a Sunday morning. Luckily, my Dad couldn't sleep that night and he had been awake since 3:30am. He said he kept hearing little noises, but he paid it no attention. Now, my car sits approximately 6-7 feet from my house. The noises continued getting louder so my dad went and peeked through the window and to his amazement he saw that the dome light was shining in my car and that someone was in my backseat with the drivers side door slightly cracked. It was still dark outside so it was easy to see that the light was shining. My dad jumped up and went and got his shotgun and woke me up. I didn't believe him when he first told me, but I was pleasantly surprised to say the least when I saw if for myself. My dad and I creeped outside and after about 5 minutes my dad went around the front of the house and pulled the trigger once and shot in the air. The guy began yelling, "Dont Kill Me!, Dont Kill Me!". He took off running without anything. When we began looking around we saw that he already had the CD player and my dome tweeters out and he was working on my rear 6x9s. He left all of it sitting in the drivers side front seat. After a little more looking I found his mode of transportation. It was an ESPN X-games freestyle bike. It looked practically brand new and I know it was worth some money. But by that time, my mom had called the cops and they showed up before I had a chance to hide the bike. I could have made some money off a bad situation, LOL! The cops took fingerprints and bike and came up with nothing. I eventually found out who it was, but haven't been able to locate the punk ass kid ever since. He is probably still cleaning the sh*t out of his britches. LOL I also once had my car stolen from the movie theatre. It was found though unharmed by the Astrodome. It seems some kids stole it and drove it to a party or club and then ditched it when they got scared. Has anything like this ever happened to you? ------------------
Voice, that was pretty funny. At the same time, that has got to be the stupidest thing you could have done. ------------------ RealGM Rockets Draft Obligations Summary http://www.gaffordstudios.cjb.net/
First of all I would like to say hi! This is my first time posting on here, I usually don't post on message boards. I have been to this page a while and I am the resident nut case (along with Surfguy ) in the Clutch Chat Room and do some PBP, my handle is Rocks2000 (told you guy I might use the RocksMillenium handle ) Anyway someone broke into my car about a month ago, busted the back window, destroyed the key ignition, stole the freaking car and drove it to a park on the other side of town and left it there, with the engine running and the car driving around in a circle running the gas out and leaving glass all over the place. It took about 10 hours to find it. Then 2 weeks later it was stolen AGAIN, but the car has a black slot trigger that if you pull this slot out, the car won't start. It's a pretty cool thing, and the only thing we had was a trashed ignition and a busted window. Needless to say if I find out who did it I will beat the living HELL out of them ! What a sick world we live in. Well just had to post and tell my story! And I'll catch you guys in the chatroom! ------------------ [This message has been edited by RocksMillenium (edited December 28, 2000).]
Friend of the family had her car stolen. Here's the kicker : She tells the insurance company (aka the evil empire) that she had a 600 dollar necklace in the car, 200 dollars worth of tools, a 500 dollar watch, numerous amounts of CD's, etc, etc. It was hilarious. She was literally sitting there trying to think of everything she "lost." ------------------ "We don't have any plans. We just plan to win." Mack Brown
VOR, you're lucky you are alive after 3/5 of a Jager bottle and 10-12 Guiness'!! What the hell were you fed as a baby, Maddog 20/20??! No wonder our friggin insurance rates are so damn high!! Anyway, yes, I have had my car stolen, from right in front of my house at 4:30 in the afternoon in 1995. I hadn't been home from work for more than 30-45 minutes when I notice my car, a beat up 85 Toyota Celica, was no longer parked across the street where I remembered parking it. Just to make sure I wasn't hallucinating I went outside and "looked around"...nothing. So, I called the HPD and filed a report. Early the next morning at 2am, I get a call saying they found my car with the sunroof open and all the windows down parked somewhere in Hiram Clarke. Unfortunately we had a downpour that night so the car was completely flooded. My newly installed cassette player and some other junk was stolen, but I was just happy to have the POS(piece of $hit) back. I ended up getting the inside redone and driving it for another year then selling it. ------------------ President of the Moochie Norris Fan Club - est. 99-00
pimp you are correct. I am lucky to be alive. I have done alot of drin king in my day. there was a time in collage where a case of beer was something i could hndle on a good night. but I have always been able to stomach incredible amounts of liquer. i dont drink any alcohol most of the time. but after 2 months of not a drop i might have 6-12 drinks. get a good bozz on. also i will about 4 times a year get WASTED. well actually i function fine, but i drink heavily. like this summer I killed a 30 pack in one night(spillet 2, and had one left in the am. puked like bmad, but for some reason i can have these nights where half a litre of booze is cool, and 8 pints of long island Iced tea is what i will have. its weird. but yes i was lucky to survive that night on several levels. ------------------ Hanta-Force Paintball http://www.hanta-force.com
