**What’s worse than not being able to find your keys in the morning?
**Every morning remembering they’re for a Gremlin.
The easiest method is a 2009 Subaru Wagon or a new Forester. I think the OUtbacks are uggo.
( I drive an '07 Legacy Wagon so I feel your pain.)
Seriously though, you’ll likely have to steam clean all the fabric bits or have the car fully detailed. Unscented Febreze might be woth a shot if you’re unwilling to pay for the detailing.
Why? It gives your car street cred.
What’s worse than not being able to find your keys in the morning?
My first motorbike was stolen and wrecked. Later found in a field.
My second motorbike was stolen and… never found. It was a beauty and I spent several weeks driving round the area looking for it.
I wrote off my first car (nobody injured, thank Og - racing a mate, around 2am, at 80mph down a twisty country lane, ended up rolling down the road sideways. Stupid Stupid Stupid).
My second car’s engine wrecked (cam belt) and sold for a fraction of its worth to a mechanic.
My third car was broken into several times and then stolen.
My fourth car was stolen and the Police said was used in a “drive by robbery”, before being burnt.
My fifth was so ugly no one ever wanted it.
My sixth car caught fire, outside my house. I only knew about it when my neighbor, a part-time fireman, knocked on my door and said “Hi, you car’s on fire”. A write off.
My seventh car was stolen. Never found.
My eighth, which my brother sold to me after doing a lot of work on it. I cared for that motor like it was still my brother’s. I sold it for what I paid for it and still see it now and again.
I’ve not owned a car since 2007 and that constant feeling of weariness and discomfort is all but gone. I did hire a car twice, when I was working in the Middle East, and the first time got a puncture about 15 miles from the nearest … anything. No spare tyre but I had a cell.
Yay!
Oh wait, boo!
I think you can replace the meth smoking smell by smoking crack. Seriously now, when I’m dictator of the universe, I’ll ensure that thieves and vandals have the balls chopped off. Won’t un-steal your stuff, but at least it’ll make you feel better.
Yeah, considering that the '94 Accord has been the most stolen car for something like 15 years running now, it seems like we must be approaching a point at which every single one of them still on the road has been stolen at least once.
Waking up in a recovery room and having no idea how you got there.
Waking up in a jail cell and having no idea how you got there.
Waking up in a recovery room with your wrist handcuffed to the bed rail and having no idea how you got there.
This ^^^^^^^
Ask me how I know. 
Soak it in a lake for 45 years.
What’s worse than not being able to find your keys in the morning?
Finding your keys in the morning- by x-ray.
Our 2000 Ford F150 was stolen one morning after, what the police described as a home invasion*.
The theives walked in our kitchen door at 7:00 AM, took my husband’s keys and wallet, my purse, then opened our bedroom door. They saw us asleep, slammed the door, knocking pictures off the wall, waking us.
I got up, but didn’t register that someone had been in the house. The phone rang and the guy asked for my husband by first and last name. I took the phone to him and the guy said, “I have your wallet.”
We opened the door to find the truck missing from the driveway. We still didn’t get it and walked down to our street level parking place.
Then we called 911.
We retrieved the wallet, which the guy found on the side of the street. We drove to where he found it and found other stuff.
We had to have the Corvette towed to the dealer to be rekeyed and the door panel fixed. That was $600, the insurance paid $250.
The police found the truck 10 days later, left in the middle of the street, out of gas, with no keys and a bunch of other people’s stolen stuff. They had it towed to a lot, where we had to have a locksmith come to to rekey it, then pay the tow yard. That came to $1000.
Three months later, boy scouts were cleaning up a local park and found my purse.
So we got everything back, except my (real) swiss army knife and hubby’s keys, and it only cost us $1350. :mad:
*I imagined a home invasion as someone smashing the door with guns blazing, but I did feel invaded.
Happened to me once. It had a manual transmission, was in its late teens, and had a broken fuel gauge. That last is how they caught the thieves and found the car. They were interrupted while stealing another car and tried to get away in mine. Mine wouldn’t start because it was out of gas.
The tow place screwed up chain of custody, so the twits didn’t even get the slap on the wrist they might have received. My stuff had all been taken out of it. Inside, there were some college math and chemistry textbooks and a half eaten watermelon with the plastic forks still in it.
What’s worse than . . .
. . . you ask?
How about losing your car and your clothes – while out for a swim at the river?
(Could have been even worse, I suppose, if they lost their underwear too.)