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When I was younger I use to build muscle cars. Punks would always break in and try to steal the cars or any thing they could get off quickly. After one of my cars were stolen I installed a fuel shut in the trunk. One night I hear the loud exhaust sound of my car starting and being driven off. I jump in to another car and follow the guy to the end of the street where the car dies from the lack of fuel. I pull up to the guy and say car trouble? and the guy answers ya it just died. I said I will call you a tow truck and he says don't bother he will call his friend . I said no bother my brother owns a tow truck. So I go back to my car and call the cops to report the car stolen. Well we sit around chatting about the car a while and this guy starts talking about the car like he's owned it for years. Then the cop car cruises up to us and says "Who reported the stolen car?" And I said I Did. That guy did not know what to do next he just stood there like a deer in the headlights. Bad guy busted.
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