Yesterday I went to WalMart. When I came out, the car parked next to me was an old beat-up Accord, green, with half a dozen L-brackets on the trunk lid which were obviously for a park bench wing. There were various other ricey things, and
there was The Club attached to the steering wheel.
1. Nobody would steal that piece of crap, not even a ricer fan.
2. It was parked at a WalMart in a rural area where nobody would steal
any car. FFS you could leave the keys in a mint condition Accord in the parking lot for a week with the windows down and the only thing that will happen is wildlife will nest in it.
Anyway, I went for my camera but the driver walked up to his car. It was a bald mid-40s Asian guy with his elderly dad and his young children...