Not sure which night I had this one, but I was driving around for a while and then stopped and parked the car on the street somewhere. When I got out I saw this guy who I feel like I had seen in a few diferent places looking me and the car over. I locked the doors and started walking home. But there were all these guys who were staring me down and blocking my path. And they started to close in on me. They wanted the car and I asked what the consequences of me not giving them the keys, and they said they’d kill me. I handed them the keys and they let me on my way. I did wonder why they would want an old Buick Century…

As I walked away I thought about how I would tell MO that her car was gone. She’d be here in a couple days, and I’d have to say that she’s no longer got a vehicle. That’d be tough. And as I thought/said this one of the guys must have been listening cause he said he’d see what he could for me about getting the car back, which I was of course, very thankful for.