As a follow up to My Car Was Stolen Last Night.
I actually got it back ~4:30 PM last Wednesday (day before Thanksgiving). Since my plates were stolen, I tried to get to the local License Office, but after advancing 50 ft. in 5 minutes of traffic, I gave up and parked it until Saturday, when I could go in and get new plates.
Saturday, and I wash & wax the car, and detail the interior. Sort of a “marking my territory” ritual. I’m cataloguing minor things I need to get done; since, like a dumbass, I left my spare keys in the glove box, so the thieves also have them, so I need a new car alarm.
I need to have my doors re-keyed (which also involves ignition, trunk, and glove box).
My speakers are blown; the rapscallions apparently liked Gangsta Rap, and at ear-splitting volumes, but my little factory system wasn’t up to the task.
My right-rear power-lock no longer works.
My passenger-side window’s tint is splitting, and needs to be replaced.
All minor stuff, I know; believe me, I’m not complaining.
On the plus side, I have a practically new front-end, including brakes.
Until I get a new alarm installed (at the minimum), I’ve been pulling my relays out of the relay box under the hood.
Every.
Single.
One.
Let’s see the thieving fuckers drive off in my car now. 