Revenge Stories When People Get Way Too Personal

They planned to follow the trail until they found the car and bring it back. Unless you were looking at the undercarriage itself and could see the full apparatus, you wouldn’t really see the trap. If you did, unless you’re really skilled with cars, you’d think the pipe was part of the car workings.

They set the car out at 4:30 PM on Friday (the cops would be off by 6) and waited, everyone, taking shifts through the night so as to alert everyone else when the car was taken.

Nothing happened Friday night.

Saturday came and went with no troubles either.

Then… at about 1 AM on Sunday… Mom heard the unmistakable sound of glass breaking and alerted everyone. By the time they got out there, the car was gone… and a long trail of paint was leading them in the right direction. Dad and two of his buddies (let’s call them Sam and Tom) got into Sam’s car and they went after the Mustang.

It was during this they realized that this might not have been a smart idea. One, they had gone out without weapons. Two, the paint could easily be smeared by another car passing, creating a false trail. And three, they had to stay close but not too close, lest the carnappers get suspicious.

Fortunately, either the thieves were too playful or too stupid (Dad believes it was a combination), Dad, Sam, and Tom only had to follow the car for 15 or so minutes until it pulled into the driveway of a decent-looking home. Just to be safe, the trio waited maybe 30 minutes until the thieves went inside the house and the lights shut off.