stealing

It was a hot Summer afternoon in Dallas, Texas in 1993.  I had a flat tire - and no spare.  I locked my car, left it on the side of busy I-35E in the middle of rush hour traffic, and started running to the closest service station about 1 mile away.  I got there, bought a cheap spare tire, and rolled it back down the hill to my car.  I had only been gone approximately 20 minutes. When I arrived, I found my back window broken with glass all in my back seat.  I looked inside to find that my […]