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Think I had some trouble starting my truck. Turned out the two perchers were parked about three parking spaces away, and arrived shortly after I did. I remember as soon as I opened the hood, the dom jumped in his car to get out of there as fast as he could, so he didn't have to help me. I had this truck for ten years. By the time I warped the head by overheating, I had never had a problem accept for clutches, maybe a fuel pump and smog, not counting the guy who stole the truck, burned out some of the wiring, using the whole of the main cables into molten coalescence.
These guys are in most or at least a lot of neighbor-hoods. They live with Mom, a lower class family of hard-workers, who own the house and this guy does nothing accept watch TV, play video games and smoke dope. So it is a free ride accept for the dope, of which he can't tell Mom who probably knows anyway, an unseen agreement. And so he goes creeping around at three and four A.M. to break into cars. He kicks in a window and then runs and hides to see if anyone comes 'round, and if not he steals what he can. Have seen many a window broken out, mostly cars of visitors to neighbor-hoods who don't know not to leave stuff in the car.
One of these lived below Winfield Street some-place forever. Apparently he had been watching too many movies and tried to hot wire my truck - complete amateur - and burned out the wiring. He stole the truck, took it around the block and parked it again close to the previous spot, but not the same to show he had done it apparently. It was the only time he bothered us.
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