Well almost nobody know this, but sense most of you live hundreds of miles away from me who's gonna tell my parents.
One night I was at the local cruise spot in my brother's car and I stoped for a second an Hi-Fi Crusin(stero shop) to talk to one of my friends I saw in the parking lot. I was just gonna get out and tell him that he should come over to my house later, cause a bunch of the guys would be there. So way sense I would only be gone for a sec, I left the keys in it( it was like 25 feet away). Any way I talked a little longer than I expected to( like 5 min.) Then I hear it and my heart sinks. It's the sound of my brother's GT fireing up. I turn around and some punk is tryin to drive off in it, but he can't get it in reverse(the trans was messed up at the time). So I grap a tire iron out of the back of my friends truck(who says Chevy parts aren't good for anything). I run over to the car and grab him as he tried to get away. I he was about 3/4 of the way out of the door when I got there. I slamed the door back on him and grab him and knocked the SH*T out of him with the tire iron. I droped the tire iron and started to beat the crap out of him. My friends were gonna let me beat the sh*t out of him, but they realized how mad I was and 3 of them pryied me off. They held him down till the cops got there.
P.S. He tried pullin some crap about how I assaulted him, but none of the 30 people in the parking lot saw a thing
