Hate to hear that Pancho. Had that happen to my Mustang back in the day. Of course, it was all locked up, and the idiot tried to force the lock (ruining it) and pry the top of the door out (ruining it) before just breaking the damned window. Took my sub and amp and a carefully collected set of tools

. But the worst thing was he took my backpack as well. It had all my semester's notes for neurophysiology 2 in PT school. Can't replace that stuff, and you know he probably just dumped it in the nearest dumpster.
I took to sitting out on my porch nights with a baseball bat. We had 34 break-ins in a two month period of time (just at my appartment complex). Caught one of the bastards trying to do it; he jumps in a gettaway truck, and we jump in my neighbor's car (a very petite female) and chase 'em down to get the license plate. This was about 2 in the morning in Amarillo. We were running lights and screeching around corners. Finally they got on I-40, and we closed the gap and wrote the number down. There were 3 fairly good size guys in the truck, and as we caught up, they slowed down and pulled off the highway. So Belinda slows down and starts to pull off as well.
Now at this point, I'd love to say that Belinda pulled of the road, I jumped out of the car and dessimated the three crooks in the truck, but alas

. It was me and a skinny hispanic chick vs. three big dudes in a truck with weapons (the guy was about to break the window with a tire iron). So instead I yelled, "Don't pull off the road!!! Keep going!!" The truck then started following us for a few miles, but pulled off and got out of there eventually. We returned to the appartments and spoke with the cops and gave them the license plate number for them to handle it.
What can I say...I'm no hero

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--nathan