They didn't nick it (although they tried, the spineless, braindead retards), they just smashed the bleeder up.
Step one:
They bend the door to break in.
Step two:
They rip the steering column apart in a futile attempt to hotwire it.
Step 3:
They rip the horn out of the steering wheel, the mentally challenged spastics.
Step 4:
They decide that they haven't the brain power to hotwire a 14 year old car, and plan to steal what they can instead.
Step 5:
They realise that I am their superior when it comes to intellect as I have ensured the only things they can possibly steal are items that are completely worthless. Such as snotty tissues.
Step 6:
A trifle annoyed, they proceed to smash my windscreen in an act of "revenge" that I wasn't kind enough to leave my stereo or sat nav installed.
Oh well.
Let's hope they get hit by a bus.
